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Paris,France-January,2nd 134

I live with my brother,and my sister Mother  

and Father we live in the city of Paris in France 

I think we have a good life.Me,and my siblings 

are a couple of people who can go to school.In 

school today the teacher was talking about 

some Plague that was hit here,and lots of 

people are dying from it.I hope me family 

never catches it.

Paris,France January,6th 134

Three days ago was my birthday,We didn't get to 

celebrate like we use to   since Mother has heard 

about the plague she doesn't let anyone in.So now 

are life has changed we don't have huge parties 

like we use to I miss it,it was fun.

Later That day 

I seen an X on my friends door I don't know what 

that stands for I hope it's nothing bad.My mother  

has a horrible Head ache and a fever I hope she 

will be okay.I just hope its not the plague.

Paris,France January,12th 134

My moms gotten worse in these couple of  

days,I'm very worried about her.Father been 

working a lot more lately and my brother had to 

get a job me and my sister take care of are 

Mother .Doctors are dressing up weird I think they 

kind of look like birds.One of my friends in school 

told me they keep flowers in there pockets,and 

later on they put them in their nose. 

I heard some kids singing this song think it says 

ring around the Rosie somewhere in it I don't what 

that could mean, but i don't want find out either.

Paris,France January,13th 134

Today Father took us out of school earlier,i don't know 

why.Father just said we were going somewhere which is 

weird Mother came a long she looked horrible she smelled 

of death I didn't want to say that to her because she 

might get hurt.We went to a barber when got there Father 

said we were all going to get are blood drawn by the 

barber.I thought Father was crazy for a minute,aren't 

barbers suppose to cut your hair not stuck the blood out 

of you.I didn't question Father he had a reason why we 

should so I went with it.

My sister and me cried for hours it was very painful they 

way he took the blood out of us.Mother couldn't do it the 

barber said something about its to late.Whatever that 

means 

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