The Crucible: Abigail to John– Imaginative
My Dearest John, Once you lay eyes upon this letter, I have actually far left from Salem. My returning of avoiding the chaos I have stirred upon Salem is yet unidentified. May it merely be days, weeks, months or years before coming back, my unfathomable adoration towards you will live in my only heart eternally. I do not beseech for a letter in return, as my choice to hide my residence location will remain as it is. Please do not undertaking to locate me, as this is very reason I avoided without a bid of goodbye.
Everything from the beginning was provided for eliminating that lady from our lives. I know you love me John, and I enjoy you a lot too, however with such a despicable woman by your side who takes every opportunity to separate us must be eliminated from our love life. Everything from dancing in the forest to casting depend on the court trials was all implied for you. That night, under the covers of the trees, we danced happily as Tituba conjured a love potion for each people. I consumed it for you John, for our future without that sniveling woman.
It wasn’t up until Uncle Parris found us dancing and generated Reverend Hale, that I recognized I had to lie about whatever. If lies weren’t told, the whole of Salem would have thought us of bad guys in league with the Devil. If this was to be the case we would have been hung; I would have been hung. John, my heart would hurt knowing that you ‘d continue your life with that sickly female without me. So I lied and blamed it on Tituba, who would’ve guessed that from that minute, hysteria and panic would have boosted through the town of Salem.
Why do you continuously harmed me John? Of all that I have actually done, whatever was for you. I do daresay you still care for me, as your actions do not show otherwise. Why do you repeatedly defend that cold witch? For all that I know– my love for you is by times greater than what she offers you. Do you not keep in mind how we fondled that night? How we touched? How we embraced? After such an impassioned night, I could feel your love for me– something you could never attend to Goody Proctor. That’s why I needed to evise of a strategy to release you from such a lady, and this is when God provided me the chance of stumbling across Mary. Knowing that it was a possibility from God, I needed to take it within my hands and reconcile it. Clutching in Mary’s hand was a straw doll, and as I slowly filled her with questions, she slowly answered them with detail. It wasn’t long before she filled me with responses pleasing to my ears, and with this, I took the opportunity to frame Goody Proctor as a witch. Yes, it was me who stuck the needle into myself– 1 inch deep– don’t believe I did it for absolutely nothing, I planned all this out just for you.
Withstanding the discomfort to eliminate this ludicrous female that you name your spouse was by all means the most helpful act I might have performed. Oh John, how I long to be with you, absolutely nothing will exceed my love for you. Having power is such an amazing ownership– something Goody Proctor will never achieve. Everyone thought me, and being young made Danforth believe I was innocent– what a fool of him. Though, please do not think incorrect of me, as you’re the trigger to all my actions. If anyone was incorrect, it would’ve been you. Simply? Given that when was anything just?
Justice declares absolutely nothing but idiocy. If I admitted to my acts in the forest, I would be claimed as absolutely nothing however a witch. Yet, if I lied, then what everyone thinks is a lie. Both outcomes will still be unfair, so why would I be an idiot to confess to my acts and be named as a witch, while I can accuse anyone and clear my name and stay alive? I hope you do not think I’m taking this lightly. My life is devoted to you, and I know you feel the same method too. Anyhow, I by no means meant to lead you into jail, stay safe. With love, Abigail.