December 4,1819
Dear Diary,
Two days ago I suffered from a stroke, so I landed in the town's hospital. The room i'm in has very little furniture one medicine cabinet and five beds the matresses are so thin you can feel the bars under they seem to be giving me back aches, it has dim lights and the ceiling has cracks in it. In the night you always hear people well patients screaming and moaning in pain. Last night the person laying in the bed beside me died.
I have lived for 344 years and now my heart seems to be weak, the doctor told me even if i havent aged physically my heart has and seems to be weak he also said I only have a few hours to live. My life was worth living beacuse I had my husband,and my children who needed me. My years of living allowed me to learn many things, meet many people, I got a chance to travel and make my life in some new place.
I think that in about 200 years from now women will have rights and colored people will be able to vote or atleast I hope so. The land will probably be more urbanized, technology and medicine will probably advance.Im having trouble breathing so i'll end this before I take my last breathe.
Love,
Aiyana M.
Aiyana M.
( As Aiyana lays in bed the nurse walks in, Aiyana has trouble breathing and the nurse notices. the nurse walks toward the cabinet grabs a needle and some liquid. she walks toward her bed and as she injects her the nurse says " Don't worry i'll end youre suffering" and laughs. Aiyana scared tries to talk but cant her body seems to be getting numb and her heart started beating super fast" thud.thud.thud.thud.thud........thud........thud................. and then suddenly it stopped.)
