Daisy Valadez

American Lit. Period 5

6 September 2013

Dearest Abigail, October 31, 1692

Hello Abby; do you remember me? Im Jacquelyn, Jacquelyn Ingegniosi. You may recall me as a
light-skinned, brown straight-haired girl with blue eyes, about your height. I worked for the Proctors
shortly after you were dismissed for committing the horrendous sin of adultery. Pitiful really. I was only
with the Proctors for a short time; as you may know, I was pregnant and had become incapable of working
much longer. Though i was only a part of the family for a short time, I really got to know John,
Elizabeth, and the boys quite well...though you mustve not gotten the same pleasure being as though
you had your sights set solely on John. what a shocker that one was. See, if you wouldve dedicated
some time caring for the children, maybe you wouldve thought about your despicable actions twice? What
say you Abigail? How could you be so loathsome to break up a family? What, did you think no one knew
your dirty little secret? wrong as usual Abby. Youre lechery left a broken woman, and yet you still had
to go as far as to accuse her of witchcraft?! Have you now done enough to try and destroy the Proctor
family? Any person with a heart could not have thought to do what you did, and that is why i write to
you today: to make you see the harmed you have caused, not just to Elizabeth, not just to the Proctor
family, but to Salem.
Now how is it i came to discover your affair? As Elizabeth search for your replacement she spoke
to her dear friend by the court house as I was exiting. Naturally when i heard she needed a
replacement, i lingered in hopes of acquiring a job to help support my future child. This is how I came to
know of your filthy ways.
Elizabeth:" I've come to you for help in finding another Maiden to work for my household."
Catherine: " Why? What has happened to miss Williams?"
Elizabeth: " Promise me you will not speak of it... she and my husband have committed the crime of
lechery!
Catherine: " No... not a little Abigail, she was such a --
Elizabeth: " Whore? Homewrecker? I agree... she has disgraced us all."

The pain, the anger, and the brokenness of Elizabeths voice wouldve made the heart of any sink
instantly. I could not believe my ears when id heard the news. Thanks to you, Miss Williams, I obtained
my job with the Proctors, but along with my work, I became Elizabeths confidant.
Daisy Valadez
American Lit. Period 5
6 September 2013
Do you recall the Joys the Proctors experienced prior to your crime? Remember Abigail,
remember the once happy family you have torn apart. Every word, every action, every detail about your
affair, i have heard. Elizabeth confided in me what you did to her. She felt her heart had been ripped
out and stomped on. The tears on her face seem etched on her skin. The once fair-skinned face became
red almost permanently, tears never seemed to stop strolling off her cheek. Goode Proctors damp cheeks
were not wet with just sadness, but frustration. As her eyes puffed, and reddened she continued to tell
me of your crimes as best she could. She weeped for hours on end, making a horrid whimpering sound
before bursting into harsh sobs that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand every time. Emotionless
as she may have seemed later, that was only a mere reaction to the pain. You turned her cold Abby,
turned her hard and stone-like.
You ruined any happiness, she may have had, and still, you have the nerve to put the woman
through an accusation of witchcraft?! As if her life was not already a living hell because of you, you
decided to further it, not only affecting Elizabeth, but all of Salem?! I pity you and those girls when
karma comes to strike you, if you had no real plans of meeting the devil that you shouldnt have damned
so many people yourself. In all my years in Salem, never ever have i seen of heard of anyone with
witchcraft; how dare you accuse we citizens of Salem of such absurdities!
Why Abbigail? Must you have damned the town to fulfill your lustful desires? Your goal of
obtaining John, how did that go Abby? Many have lost their lives in vain, and next in line are my
husband and I. What am I to do now? What about my son? How is that on your conscience? My son will
grow to be a man without the presence of his mother and father after today. You thoughtless, heartless,
sad excuse for a human being. Did you ever consider what you did for love, - no, what you did for lust,
was stupid? Even John has been accused. your lover and I will stand before the innocent citizens of
Salem today, waiting for our execution before supper.
John Proctor has remained an honest man, choosing to die with honor, than live in the lie you
have caused him to tell. Ill have you know that he had almost confessed to witchcraft. A crime he did
not commit. A crime no person in Salem committed. what a choice that was to make. I stood there in the
wagon with the accused as he struggled to sign his name to lies. Lies caused by you Abigail Williams. As
he tore that confession, refusing to blacken his name, you should have seen the relief in his eyes. It was
as if someone had told a homeless man he was no longer homeless. His eyes went from tortured, and hurt,
trapped even, to calm and at peace. The stress you caused John Proctor, caused the man to sentence
himself to death. He chose his sanity and his soul, something you never seemed to posses, over living a
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American Lit. Period 5
6 September 2013
lie and having others die in vain.
I am proud to say I shall stand beside Mr. John Proctor today as we die with pride. I hope
youre soulless self gets tortured to death as you deserve. Just to let you know Elizabeth lives, your
entire charade has seemed to have not met your intended goal When I proudly hang on this day,
Hallows Eve, you shall understand the true meaning of witchcraft, you will rue the day you accused the
innocent! My spirit shall find you Abigail Williams, and haunt you for the rest of the days you are upon
this Earth!
Love,