The Crucible

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The Crucible

Digital Storytelling

...''I look for John Proctor that took me from my sleep and put knowledge in my heart! I never knew what pretense Salem was, I never knew the lying lessons I was taught by all these Christian women and their covenanted men! And now you bid me tear the light out of my eyes? I will not, I cannot! You loved me, John Proctor, and whatever sin it is, you love me yet!''

The late spring passes and harvest time arrives. The witch trials have brought about agitation in neighboring towns, and Danforth becomes apprehensive. Abigail has flee, taking the greater part of Parris' cash with her. Sound, who has lost confidence in the court, asks the denounced witches to admit erroneously to spare their lives, however they won't. Danforth, nonetheless, has a thought: he requests that Elizabeth talk John into admitting, and she concurs. Clashed, yet fancying to live, John consents to admit, and the officers of the court cheer. However, he declines to implicate any other individual, and when the court demands that the admission must be made open, Proctor develops furious, destroys it, and withdraws his confirmation of blame. In spite of Hale's urgent supplications, Proctor goes to the scaffold with the others, and the witch trials achieve their terrible decision.

ACT-V

It is currently spring after John Proctor, Rebecca Nurse and Martha Corey's hanging. By now Reverend Hale had left to go his own particular town, just to some back everybody on occasion to investigate the condition of the town or to listen to once of Reverend Parris' sermons. All things considered, a large portion of the discussion had left alongside Abigail Williams taking off. Abigail Williams and Mary Warren had recently come back to Salem. Their storage rooms were filthy and they were frightfully thin. While attempting to get to Barbados things hadn't gone well for them. They were upbeat just to be back in Salem. The two young ladies had strolled into the town just to see that it had continued as before while they were no more. The main genuine distinction may have been some snow softening on the gorund and an inclination that there were a couple of less individuals living here. They were individuals that they knew they had helped denounce.

The Story about ...

...''I want to open myself! . . . I want the light of God,I want the sweet love of Jesus! I danced for the Devil; I saw him, I wrote in his book; I go back to Jesus; I kiss His hand. I saw Sarah Good with the Devil! I saw Goody Osburn with the Devil! I saw Bridget Bishop with the Devil!''

...''Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life! Because I lie and sign myself to lies! Because I am not worth the dust on the feet of them that hang! How may I live without my name? I have given you my soul; leave me my name!''

Everybody in the church faces gaze at Abigail pondering what she is going to do next. Abigail stands silently for a couple minute and afterward without a second thought, she significantly tempests out of the room, pummeling the entryway behind her. THE CERTAIN CLOSES. She cleared out to be barely ever seen againuntil she was found in Boston, years after the fact, filling in as a whore. THE END


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