Long Days...

Long days… Long days… I just had the most interesting conversation with Abigail. Yeah I’m going to say her name online cause at this point I’m very fed up with the drama she is bringing to everybody. Apparently Betty Parris has fallen sick and nobody can figure out the cause of her illness, they have even called for outside help. As Abigail tells me she and the other girl were out in the woods with Tituba Rev. Parris’s slave dancing. Rev. Parris jumped out of the bushes and scared his own daughter silly. Abby says there is no witchcraft at play here, yet her uncle has called in Mr. Hale a man known for being able to seek out witchcraft. The entire town is now speaking of witchcraft it beginning to spread quickly. Abigail even came on to me! That foolish child I have already told her I wish to never back track back down that lane. She insists on forcing g herself upon me like the harlot she is. I believe she is holding a serious grudge against my wife for throwing her out on the street and well being my wife. Just as the conversation was taking a twisted turn Betty began to cry out a horrible as a psalm was being sang it seems as though soon as she heard the name of Jesus she began to cry, who’s to know the reason.