So what, I danced around a fire in the woods, hang me. The
girls wont tell anyone, I have threatened to kill them if any word of what I
did got out. If the town found out I drank blood or did anything that had to do
with witchcraft I will be shunned or worse, killed. So therefore I have blamed
everything on Tituba in order to keep myself and the other girls safe. My
reputation would be destroyed. And the worst thing that could happen out of all
of this is that John Proctor would no longer love me. Even though he denies ever
having any feelings for me, I know that deep down he and I still share
something special. But his nagging, annoying, evil wife Elizabeth is the only
thing standing in our way of us living our lives together. If I could just
knock her out of the picture John and I could live happily ever after and
nothing would be standing in our way. But how could I destroy their marriage…
I’ve got it, death would separate them and if I get the whole town to believe
that Elizabeth was part of this witchcraft story she would be hung for sure and
John and I could be together forever.
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