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Bewitchment In Salem

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It was a cold and average winter in our small village. In Salem Village, most of the inhabitants are poor and live a hard life (Kallen 14). Our village is part of Salem Town, but the two are separated by distance, class, and style (Kallen 14). Our village is small and pretty calm and simple. The children here have easy lives. By the time they turn six though, children are expected to do household chores (Kallen 21). On Sunday, I was playing in the yard after church like always with Abigail and Elizabeth, my two closest friends. Abigail was always first to grow cold and beg to go in, which we always complied. We first pulled off our heavy down coats to hang, then we cleaned up our shoes so we wouldn’t track water in the house. Elizabeth and …show more content…

I climbed from my warm covers to press my ear to the cool wall, holding my breath to listen. I could only make out bits and pieces of what they were saying. My father's voice was deep and hard to understand. I could hear something Dr. William diagnosed bewitchment, and other young girls in the community beginning to exhibit similar symptoms (History.com Staff). When I heard the single word “bewitchment,” I fell in confusion. What does that mean? My friends have been cursed by some old hag? If this was the case, I have a small idea of who could …show more content…

My father thought it was ridiculous, causing my mama to give him a strange look. We were hungry, but mother made us continue praying and fasting. My little brother would whine and squirm in mama’s arms. Everyone in our small house was in a bad mood. Mama didn’t talk much to papa, and I was left alone most of the day. Later in the week, father came home with something important to tell mother. He took her into their room and shut the door behind him. I tiptoed to the wall, pressing my ear to it, listening to the news. This time father's voice was louder and seemed more energetic. I heard something about Elizabeth's father, and how he made a witch cake. I couldn’t hear the rest. I leaned too hard on the bench, dropping one of pa’s heavy boots. I knew they heard me when I felt large callused hands grab my arms. Whap! Whap! My bum stung and my as throat sore I ran to my room, whimpering. I just wanted to hear what happened. They are my friends! I need to know what is going on with them. Just a few days after the witch cake incident, the so called afflicted girls named three women they believed were bewitching them: Tituba, Sarah Good, and Sarah Osborne (Brooks). When father said this, it wasn’t in private. He said that the other girls told first. My friends told later that the slave, Tituba, and the same two other women bewitched them

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