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The Beginning of 1692
By: Shaen Alexa Neitz
By: Shaen Alexa Neitz
Table of contents
Prologue
Chapter 1 -Betty and Abigail
Chapter 2 - The Game
Chapter 3 - Dinner Party
Chapter 4- Thoughts
Chapter 5- Tituba
Authors Note
Prologue
Chapter 1 -Betty and Abigail
Chapter 2 - The Game
Chapter 3 - Dinner Party
Chapter 4- Thoughts
Chapter 5- Tituba
Authors Note
Prologue
The night was dark. There was no moon resting in the sky, no stars dancing around it, just blackness surrounding the village. The soft baaa of the farmer's sheep could be heard. The night was still young, but for Eliza, it seemed like hours since dusk.
Eliza lived in a small village in Salem, Massachusetts. In town, she was known as the baker's pregnant wife. She would often be seen strolling through the town around midday, stopping once in a while to socialize with other townsfolk, and soon continuing on her way. No one questioned what Eliza would do on her jaunt or what she did in their little apartment above the bakery. No one asked her about where she came from or how she got there. All they knew is that she hated witchcraft. She had come to the small village
The night was dark. There was no moon resting in the sky, no stars dancing around it, just blackness surrounding the village. The soft baaa of the farmer's sheep could be heard. The night was still young, but for Eliza, it seemed like hours since dusk.
Eliza lived in a small village in Salem, Massachusetts. In town, she was known as the baker's pregnant wife. She would often be seen strolling through the town around midday, stopping once in a while to socialize with other townsfolk, and soon continuing on her way. No one questioned what Eliza would do on her jaunt or what she did in their little apartment above the bakery. No one asked her about where she came from or how she got there. All they knew is that she hated witchcraft. She had come to the small village