Hey my very first attempt at this hope it's good.

p.s last segment is a letter.

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April,6,1692

I have arrived in Salem today, and when I saw the town I set course for the residence of Reverend Parris. As soon as I entered the room after climbing the creaky stairs and greeted everyone I look around and noted the bed against the wall along with a poppet here and there but what caught my attention was the little girl that the room belonged to, Betty has black hair and doe brown eyes with some freckles splashed upon her face he notes while walking to her, lying on the bed quiet and with Abigail, with brown hair and eyes as green as emeralds partially blocked by her hair from stress and worry, close by. As I stand here listening to the girls list those that were with the devil I cannot help but notice that they were naming those that are with an unsavory reputation and that Betty is now back to normal as though she was never possessed by a witch. I banish those thoughts to focus on all the work that needs to be done to save this town as I am writing the names down on a piece of parchment.

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July,15,1692

There was a startling revelation in the court this day, John Proctor has been arrested for conspiring with the devil! The truly shocking thing that we have learned today is that Proctor committed adultery with Abigail and is giving pretense of seeing spirits to get rid of Elizabeth. After telling us that Abigail is doing this so that she could get rid of Goody Proctor to be with him, she turned on him after the revelation so that it would seem like he is lying and possessing young Mary Warren to fit his needs.. I could not stand the mockery of justice that was occurring around me after the charade of a large yellow bird in the court any longer that I quit the court.

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July,28,1692

I have just arrived Andover today and was almost mobbed as soon as I entered. After explaining to them that I had quit the court they apologized, but I can tell they're still weary of my presence in the town. Seeing the amount of freshly dug graves I see the pain that I had caused to other towns that I have been to. Tomorrow begins the first day of prayers for the departed and victims of the harlot Abigail in a fortnight I shall begin planning the next town I will go journey to next to repent for the atrocities I committed while working with the court. Thinking about it perhaps my next stop should be Salem to save those condemned to hang or maybe Whitney I believe they almost as bad as Andover does. It is getting late I should go to sleep we pray for the elderly at dawn.
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August,12,1692

Dear Mr. Proctor

I beg of you please confess so that your child may grow and know his father and not of him. I will be coming in hope that I can convince you to save your live in person. I pray that the letters I'm sending reach you before it is too late to save you and the others that the harlot has sent to hang on pretense. It is too late for some but not for you, Rebecca Nurse, Martha Corey, and Elizabeth. Currently I am in Andover in an attempt to sooth the masses and pray for those that have been lost, but I will be leaving in a fortnight to talk with you face to face.

Sincerely,

Reverend Hale