Week 26 The Famine By Szymon

Hungrily I pulled out a potato but something seemed odd about it. It looked like it got blight. Ravenously I ripped out the rest of the potatoes. They all looked off. I was apprehensive because I was too poor to buy more crops.
I was so cross that I lobbed all the potatoes across the field. Quickly the news spread across the country that all the potatoes had gotten blight. I knew my only chance of survival was to get on a ship because I didn’t want to go to a workhouse but what would happen to me on one of those ships?