FROM POWERLESS, TO THE DETERMINATION OF WHO LIVES AND WHO DIES...I'm sure your all wondering what happened during the witch trials. I think you deserve the truth. Below are some journal entries I wrote when I was younger about those dark days. As well as a more recent column I wrote about present day.

Monday, 16 January 2012

Power In Numbers


I always said the more the merrier. If you lead, others will follow, whether it is right or wrong. Everyone always follows the crowd, and if you’re lucky enough you may be the crowd leader. Being the leader, means you have all the power. Everything you say and do is what everyone else will say or do. Therefore the more people that follow you, means the more power you have. And people and power was exactly what I had.

I needed Elizabeth out of the picture, so I could continue my relationship with Proctor. It was quite simple, I knew that Mary Warren had a poppet, I controlled Mary Warren. I told Mary to place a pin in the poppet. Then at dinner I stabbed myself, and blamed Elizabeth for her witchcraft. I knew that the poppet would be enough proof to convict her.
When the trails began I was being questioned. Unfortunately you have to expect the unexpected at times, Mary Warren had testified against me. I knew what I had to do. I faked a cold wind coming from Mary Warren. I controlled Mary Warren and if she were to disobey my orders, then she had to pay for it. As I yelled and scream so did my fellow girls, it was perfect. Until John stepped in….


Stupid me though, I should have realized that John would try to help Mary and his wife…As he admitted to adultery I knew that our relationship was over, I couldn’t stand the thought. I did what I had to, and began to shout at Mary telling the court that she was sending a spirit towards me. Again the other girls followed, I knew that it was only a matter of time before Mary would come back to my side, she saw my power, she knew of my cabablilites. At that point she yelled at John calling him a devils man, she was helping me, Mary knew I was too powerful.   

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