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October 5, 1350

It's been seven days since my father died of Pandemic. It's like 

the town is getting smaller and smaller as it goes. 

I walk around town thinking if I will ever be next? Hearing the 

roaring sound of the bell from the Town Carrier is 

unforgettable. Every day that streaking sound of "10, 30, 60" 

is.. I don't even know what it is. I thought it was because of 

Pandemic but people say it's something even worse. I have no 

idea what would be worse than living in Milan. 

It was hard for me to think that my father was dead. Now I 

have to take responsibility in my own hands I was even poor, I 

really was, I just never bothered to tell anyone.. 

October 6, 1350

My mother has been trying to find a job for days now, she 

finally got one, she was going to be a grave digger, but it 

doesn't seem to pay enough money for the two of us, so I had 

told my mom I was going to get a job.

Walking past the barber wasn't the greatest. There was this 

maroon looking blood everywhere. It made my stomach want 

to vomit. 

As I roamed through the stores I finally found out where I 

was going to work. I was going to be a farmer, surprisingly, I 

thought only men did that job. 

I start tomorrow.

October 7, 1350

My first day at work was pretty good. I grew about twenty-five 

crops in an hour. My mom was still working but she got home 

around 5:30. She told me that the reason people were dying was 

because of the Black Death. I had no idea what she was talking 

about. I'm pretty sure that the Black Death is an epidemic 

(disease) that spreads like crazy. It's also called the Bubonic 

Plague.

It spread by a family that migrated from Venice to our very own 

town Milan. 

"How do you get rid of the Plague Mom?"

"I don't think you can.."

October 8, 1350

The plague was affecting a lot of people but none of them 

were my family. 

I was never able to go to church and pray for my mother 

so she wouldn't get it. I just never was able to get out of 

the house because now that my mom knows about the 

Plague she doesn't let me out at all. She even will take my 

to work and then walk to her job afterwards. I just feel 

more relaxed and comfortable when my mother isn't with 

me praying especially because she would get upset if she 

thought that I thought she was gonna get that disease. So 

I never went to church, but if I ever got home before her I 

would say a prayer or two. 

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