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Bladder and Francis

31 November 1333

Dear Diary

I have not been able to write for 3 days because despite are prays I have caught the dreaded plague . When I woke up there was a pool full of blood on me . Ihave had a emended buboe under my armpit and it is causing me sp much pain I can't bear it anymore . I have not been able to work and my wife can't bear the vile smell in the roten air . It is so boring not being able to go to work . In my bed I can feel the rock hard buboe . It has been swooping across the world like a wild fire . When I peer out the window i can see all the infected people one by one getting torn apart by the toxic deadly disease . None of are family can go outside as I got the plague . And now every one in my house every one has to die because of me I feel terrible that my family has to perish . Hopefully I die first so family members of mine don't have to suffer.
GOOD BYE CRUEL WORLD...

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I haven't been able to write because I have caught the plague and I've been screaming in pain all day long. I caught the plague from going outside when I wasn't supposed to. When I went inside my home I got changed I saw a massive buboe and it hurt so much it felt like a shark had bit me. I have had the plague since yesterday I didn't even sleep last night because I thought I might die in my sleep and never wake up. In the morning ,feeling tired, I had to go to the toilet because I was coughing up jet black blood and I felt horrible , I could taste disgusting

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Tuesday 28th November

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Tuesday 28 th November 2017
Dear Diary,
I haven't been able to write because the plague has reached our town and I haven't been able to leave my cold house. I caught the plague so I have a massive buboe under my ar

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Dear Diary,
I haven't been able to write for a while because I

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Dear Diary

I have court the plague and now I am dieing. I can not move my body anymore and I can feel lumps on my skin. I only have 3 days to live before I die. it has been nice to live here and talking to you but I will only be able to talk to you for 3 more days. the plague is getting worse as we speak so I now must say goodbye. I'm being visited by the doctor but it's pointless. So good I've lived here for the whole of my life and now I'm dieing well GOOD BYE WORLD.

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Sophie

20th November 1069

Dear Diary,
I feel absolutely horrendous today. "Ouch!" I had cried. I had heard my wife leaving the house calling out , off to the plague doctor I guess. My darlings, my son and daughter, are yelling in pain. My neck refused to move.Why did it hurt so much?
I could smell the vile, putrid smell of my children's vomite. Carefully, I lifted my mirror and stared in horror at the dreadful reflection. The colour from my face had disappeared and I was now a deathly pale. I had a massive oozing lump on my neck. At that very second , I coughed up a pool of black blood , I felt that my life was at risk. Suddenly, I heard a deep suffocating breath. My son was dead!

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Dear Diary,

I haven't been able to write my diary lately because I'm shaking in horror that I have    the plague. My life is in danger as I'm fighting for my life. Their is this massive thing on my neck that makes me reeck of my sticky house but l just pinch my nose.l knowtesed with a wiff of air that l knew that I was going to die any minute. Apparently it has killed hundreds of people within a matter of days for there was no cure. A deadly diseas has hit our shores.

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DEAR DAIRY

Despite today being a horrible day I have found out that I have the plague!
As people are sneeezing all over the place I'm vomiting BLACK BLOOD .
Feeeling like am going to DIE , try burst , rip and stab my disgusting
red buboes.

Today I saw a rash on my neck it had lumps all over me , I feel
heavy one day I fell on my bed and felt a little bit dizzy my eyes I tried to open them but all I could see was blur I started to close my eyes

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Tuesday 28th November 1352

Dear Diary,

My disgraceful day started totally usual, but there was one enormous, despicable problem, it was THE PLAGUE(also recognised as the Black Death)! The putrid stench of the outside air was inevitable. I didn't long to smack the door open and fly out, nor did care for sauntering INSIDE. Why did anyone want to step into London at this day and age anyway? When I strolled down to the I gobbled on some brown crispy bread, which was coated with nutritious, white flour, I felt like I had eaten BILLIONS AND BILLIONS of horrendous fleas, and in a blink of an eye, Pestilence had hauled my mother to DEATH.

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28th ,November 1349

Dear Diary,

My friends have run away. I don't know why ,l don't know where but they have run away from the Plague . Because I have it. It's horrible having such a dreadful disease like the Plague. Every day waking up to agony and when you walk the pain is dreadful so for this reason I am still in bed. Mum says that she is going out today to catch-up with the Plague Doctor so he will be able to come tomorrow. There is a huge Red Cross on my door and it's locked so I'm stuck but I can see dead bodies all over the street and vomit everywhere. On my neck I have a colossal puss filed buboe . My buboe is the worst bit about the Plague. I might as well just stay in bed and wait to die. I won't eat breakfast. It will probably be my last one and I feel to sick

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Dear Diary, we have gust court the plague and I can fill the buboe under my armpit and I am coughing up blood also I am feeling dizzy too so I have a really bad diseased on my skin. I think the I should say in bed until I die because i don’t want everyone to have this disease too. I’M just to poorly to move anywhere because it is gust a REALLY bad disease...!

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Dear diary,
One morning I woke up coughing up blood onto the bed.And I found out I had caught the plague.But I tried walking and I kept falling,when I looked around my kitchen corner I noticed there was a plague doctor watching me and started walking over to me.He said "that i was not allowed to leave my house."

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Dear Diary,
Today I woke up and I was on the floor twisting and turning in pain.There where a ton of puss filled boils sprouting up all over my body I kept vomiting and coughing up horrid black blood with a vile taste.I haven't been able to write for the fear of the horrendous Pestilence reaching out upon my soul but now I know

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Dear Diary,
I haven't been able to write for a long time because I have been very emotional since my son died.I am a bit annoyed because every day I have to keep repainting the Red Cross on our door.I am struggling because of the annoying buboe on my armpit.My neighbor's have got the same issue.I have started to itch,cough,sneeze and I have had to vomit a lot.I went inside to see my wife and to my surprise she was lying on the floor dead.I ran back outside pretending I didn't see it and held my nose because of the smell of dead bodies that was filling my nostrils. I went to the church to prey to our faithful God that this will stop soon.

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Jessica and Riley

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Dear Diary
I am not in a good mood to write but I know I have to catch up on it.I woke up filled with dread knowing that rats were spreading. The worst thing possible has happened, I have caught the deadly disease. Now i have this bulging black buboe.I know that my nieghbours have gone and I mean passed away I know because they were screaming in agony.I screamed SAVE THEM.Ihad no answer yet but I new that they wouldn't be able to save them because they have the plague.And then the people who were opisite us were vo

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Dear diary,
Today somehow I’ve caught the deadly disease called the plague,all I can taste is bitterness in the air and I can feel a huge amount of buboes on my armpits,neck and groin.l felt dizzy and I was hallucinating also cuffing tons of black blood, as people were painting bright red crosses on each door of the neighbor hood, as each and every person was slowly but surely dying. All my relatives have avoided me because of this disastrous disease which will cause me to die courageously in seven days.GOODBYE WORLD!