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Personal Narrative Essay: The Plague Of Death

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I, my friend Pierre, and his dad were travelling to a cemetery of a small town near Forbach, France. It was late afternoon and Pierre’s dad wanted to show me a plague grave. When we reached a small ancient looking church we got out to look around. They brought me to a large structure with iron bars for walls and meticulously carved stone framing the ceiling and floor. Inside were 390-450 skulls, and a corresponding amount of other skeletal remains. They were piled in a substantial heap; out in the open, exposed to the elements. After inspecting some of the other graves, we hopped in the car and left.

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