Personal Narrative: The Salem Witch Trials

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Witch Trials First let me introduce myself. I am the son of Mary Ann; she is a great mother, but when I go to bed she is just starting her day. She tells me not to worry and that everything will be okay. My mom was a doctor; she could heal you even if a miracle was needed. Everyone knew that she could do it. She was a nut when it came to that stuff. What my mom doesn't know is that I know she is a witch. It all started with my aunt, Betty Parris and my niece Abigail Williams (Author #). They told on my mother on a chilly spring night in Massachusetts in 1692 (Author #). They found her in the woods talking to the spirits. But all this time, I thought she was at work. She had lied to me! (Author) There were three women who were the start of all this (Author #). A black lady whose name was Shain; my mom, mary ann; and this old lady named Shary who lived on the streets. Life has been crazy lately; I have been seeing these women more and …show more content…

As time went on we were soon all alone it was just us. The people fome town called us a cult, sinners and nasty words made us feel like dog shit. “Tonight will be different we will show them” my mom whispers this into my ear as i sleep i awake to towns men taking the people from my house. The beating you could hear it the people's screams were just horrifying. I jump to my feet then i blacked out this thing this demon inside of me took over. I come to and see the most horrifying thing ever. My mom laying in front of me with a big hole in her chest i hear a faint whisper she said “Billy i made you what you are to protect you from this word I love you”. I remember feeling is ball of fire in my throat then this feeling of hatred overwhelm my body as i pick her up i feel what feels like a tier fall down my face. I whip it away but i just smeared down my cheek it not a tier i put my mom in her bed and look down i'm covered in

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