October 15 1846
Today Victoria Raye died. She never got to meet up with her family. She died of what the doctors said was dycentury. Funny now that I think of it the doctor never said his name. He just said to call him the doctor. Weird. Anyway every one here is fine. Father wanted to keep Victoria's belongings with her, and our belongings with us, so we would not get sick. I was upset that she died. She was a sweet, spunky young woman. She was about my age, if not older, when she died this morning. I will always remember her. When we went to burry her, I found one of her journals, so I went to her grave and put the journal on her grave. If anyone who reads this it may sound funny. I only knew her for five days. It's surprising how much a person can impact you. I remember the last thing Victoria said to me. She said "what we all want on life is to travel to fall in love and to be happy. You are amazing. Don't doubt your self. Remember that".
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The Oregon Trail: from the diaries of a 13 year old
General FictionIn this historical fiction you get to experience the Oregon trail a 13 year old girl who's life is about to change. Elizabeth falls in love, but being on the Oregon trail, will her love live? Will he die? Will they make it to the Oregon Country? You...
