My feelings, thoughts and emotions in the moment I heard the cries as my husband, John, was hanged by the neck. May the Lord have mercy upon us all.
My name is Elizabeth. I'm not sure how to feel or what to say as I can hear my husband is being hanged by the neck for a crime he did not commit. No words can express the deep sorrow that radiates through me at this moment.
The vengeance of a whore has gone too far. This town is cursed by the true devil which is want and lust and jealousy. I wish to be away from here as soon as possible; escaping the darkness that has been left behind in Salem.
Alas, I have nowhere to go outside of these brick walls that seem to tower over us and lock us within these dismal fields. And I must stay, for my sons and for the child that grows inside of me.
I will always know my husband for the man that he was before all of this witch hunt began. Before he lusted and before pushed his life away. I will remember the man whom I once loved.
I must not cry. Not in this moment, I can't. It would betray what he has asked me to do. I mustn't let them see any tear fall, for then they have won. I must stay strong, for John; for his honour and for his life.
