Fire, suddenly leapt from house to house. The population packed and ran, I was swept along with them; aimless and lost without Carrie. Finally I headed eastward for the ocean, and my only hope of survival...A boat out of England.
As I hastened through Covent Garden, Blackfriars and Billingsgate,
more and more people joined the painful exodus. Sad, weary women, their children
stumbling and streaked with tears, their men bitter and angry, the rich rubbing shoulders
with beggars and outcasts. Dogs snarled and whined, the horses' bits were covered with
foam... and here and there were wounded soldiers, as helpless as the rest.
more and more people joined the painful exodus. Sad, weary women, their children
stumbling and streaked with tears, their men bitter and angry, the rich rubbing shoulders
with beggars and outcasts. Dogs snarled and whined, the horses' bits were covered with
foam... and here and there were wounded soldiers, as helpless as the rest.
I've had such a relaxing morning, as I don't start college until one O'clock, I've been able to get ready slowly. The weather's looking lovely and my mum has now left me with the house for the weekend. Today is going to be a lovely day.
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