I cannot believe we did this. Accusing all those innocents for our own ends. So many died. We got so many people killed, when we could have just admitted to the dancing and only gotten whipped for it. Even I am guilty of this crime. I could have kept at the judges, telling them the truth of what we were doing. But then the other girls started accusing me of witchcraft. But how quickly they took me back when I accused John Proctor of witchcraft to save myself from hanging.

Cowards, all of us.

We named all those people. So many hanged for our sins.

But Abby...Abby puts us all to shame.

She started it all and kept on until the very end. She really wanted to commit murder, even if it was not she who ultimately weilded the weapon. She wanted Elizabeth Proctor dead, so she could have John Proctor for herself.

But she killed John Proctor instead. I may have accused him to save myself, but Abby's the one who killed him. Then she couldn't even stay to see how everything she started came to an end. Couldn't even stay to watch the man she supposedly loved die at dawn the next day, hanged for her crimes. Our crimes.

She ran, and never looked back.

Coward.