"Is this the end of my life doctor?" I said while coughing continuously. I'm in Medieval Europe trying to fight back this disease called the Bubonic Plague. Your probably wondering what is the Bubonic plague? Well, the Bubonic plague also known as the black death is a well known disease in medieval times. I wasn't wishing to have this disease, but I guess things just happen. One morning while watching the ceiling a person came in with nerdy clothes and came inside my home asking questions me about he disease I have. The person was going was going to fast for my taste, so the doctor told him to back off.
While I was walking on the cold rough ground, someone started to cough like they had a fever. She dropped down unexpectedly to the ground. I tried to help her but she keep saying she was fine, so I went home. The next morning it got worse. Looking out in the narrow window a man wearing a surcoat was coughing the same way the woman was yesterday. People started to blame Jesus for this illness that is lowering the population of Europe, but what they didn't know was the truth.
Hazard times now. It was 1:00 pm only 2 inches from the bed, I started to feel dizzy. Next think I knew I was on my bed with a doctor beside me. I was coughing and coughing so much my throat hurt. The doctor told me what happened. He said he discovered the bacteria that caused the disease. The disease that the people had was carried by fleas that feed on the blood of infected rodents, like rats.
When the rats died that fleas jumped to other animals and people. When people heard the news citizen started to freak out. Men whipping themselves for their sins. Even women catching the blood from the men thinking the blood would not make them sick. The Black Death spread across Asia in the 1330s-1340s, through Europe in 1346-1348, and to Egypt and Arabia in 1346-1351.
I'm still trying to fight this disease. Vomiting, fierce coughing, sneezing fits and egg-sized swelling or bumps on the body. These are all the symptom's or signs of the plague. Thinking while laying in my bed, I started to realize that I got myself sick from the girl I helped when I was walking. Now, I'm mad at that girl, but it's not her fault.
I was getting worse very second. I was thinking I was going to die. I didn't want to die like this. The candle light was getting dim. I woke up and saw people praying for me like we were in church. I thought that was helpful. It was customary to pray. The Roman Catholic Church was a huge part of medieval life. In 1351 my doctor came with a cure for the plague. Unfortunately a lot of people died but only some survived.
I love how you started out with someone speaking. What a very creative way on how to get some one reading. Nice job!
ReplyDeletecool, it doesn't sound very fun to have the Bubonic plauge
ReplyDeleteNice job making everything sound suspenseful in the first few sentences. It made me want to keep reading.
ReplyDeleteI like how you start the story off having the Plague.
ReplyDeleteNice Post! I like how you described praying as a custom!
ReplyDeleteAmazing hook at the start. I love the way you incorporate the details and facts into the story. Well done.
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