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How To Write A Narrative Essay On The Crucible

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The morning was cold and dark when Abigail lie awake in her bed, dark circles plastered under her eyes, like they had been for days. She had not slept for when she did horrible night terrors came to her; sequences of her being the next to hang while people cheered or the hanged coming out of the earth to get revenge on her for falsely accusing them of witchcraft. Abigail would wake with screams and tears, but no one would come to see if she was alright. She gave the girls enough motivation to obey her command but they all feared her to the point where no amount of motivation would make them be friends with her. Abigail was now completely alone in the world. Abigail called all the girls together for a meeting. “I want the trials to end. I …show more content…

I cannot sleep! I cannot eat! I cannot do anything without guilt stinging my brain!” “The only reason you have a regret is because your precious Proctor is due to die soon.” One girl dared shout from the back. “Who said that? I will have any of your heads who speak like that again.” Abigail snapped. Whispers ran across the group. Abigail heard fragments of people saying that they thought she was lying about her remorse of the trials. She began to feel her group of girls, obliged by fear, to do her bidding slowly dissolve before her. Without this group she would have nothing; all her power would be taken right from under her. Abigail knew she needed to end the trials and needed to get everyone under control as quickly as possible. She stood quietly for a moment, thinking, when she came up with an idea to find those most loyal to her and not have to face the village. “I have to leave this place.” Abigail stated. “Tonight we will run away and board a ship. Those of you who wish to follow me may.” “Where would we go?” asked Mary Warren “Even when we get there how will we pay for …show more content…

Tituba is always going on about how great it was there. As for the money… we could take some from Paris. He has a safe in his study, and I know where he hides the key. There would be enough to get us started, and then we could work as maids for the people there. It couldn’t be that hard could it? Those that do not trust me and don’t with to go may return to your homes.” All of the girls except Mercy Lewis, Mary Warren, and Betty turned and left at that moment. Abigail knew that barely a soul would go along with her plan, but she was determined that she would leave Salem. When the sun finally went to rest and Paris left, Abigail went into his study, took the key out of the desk. She unlocked the safe, took every last cent from it, and grabbed the sack that she had packed full of clothes. She made her way out of the house with joy for she would now be able to forget this place and start over. The other three girls were waiting in the woods for Abigail when she arrived and they walked in a content silence towards the

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