The fictitious account of a thirteen year old girl during the bubonic plague.
I guess you could call it a tradgedy, and there's always gonna be someone worse off than you.
Nice work how you draw the reader in with simple scenes of daily life interspersed with death. Its quite a contrast.
Woah is this to be a tragedy? I love tragedies! Don't know why Iguess cause its good to know there are othersworseoffthan me, or maybe it connects to my owntragic life somehow!