Satan's Witch

1693

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Child of the Cave

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Gods bride

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The magic book transported me through time once again. I was losing hope that it would ever send me home to 2020 where I belonged. This made me worry. My parents would be so worried that I was gone. They would think that I was kidnapped and something very bad had happened to me. They would probably think that I was dead. They would never know that I was being thrown around in history. I imagined mom and Dad grieving about me and missing me every day.

Now it seemed as if I was in some dark courtroom. The people looked like they will pilgrims at Thanksgiving. I was wearing a long dress with an apron and had a bonnet on my head. I had a wooden cross necklace. I looked around at the people in the courtroom. They were not working or doing what they had done in their daily lives. They thought what was happening here in the courtroom was important. It could also be because they had no TV, so this was entertainment for them.

A woman was being tried as a witch. Everyone was accusing her of all the bad things that happened to them. If this was true, then this woman would have been very busy. She was accused of making a lot of people sick, even women that had miscarriages. She was accused of the fact that there was no rain for ages and the farmers were worried about their crops. I knew that none of this could be true, but the people in the courtroom were angry. They thought that this woman sold her soul to the devil and was doing his work! I was confused and in shock. How could these people believe in witches?

The woman was found guilty and sentenced to death on the stake. She was dragged out while screaming that she was innocent and believed in Jesus. As she was tied to the stake, a stern old priest shouted at her to repent her sins and to deny Satan. The woman was hysterical by now and was still insisting that she was not a witch. Some men lit the fire and all we could hear was her screaming. I could also hear her praying until the only sound was the fire burning. Luckily the smoke was so thick that we could not see her being burnt alive. I do not think I will ever forget the screams. I have experienced a lot of evil and mean things in my time travels, and this was one of the most inhumane things I experienced.

My family took me home. We lived on a small farm and lived in a very small cottage. My mother was a plump lady that did not smile. While my father looked very old and tired. He smiled and seemed very jolly. I also had an older sister. This wasn't bad as I always wanted an older sister, and she reminded me of the sister I had when I was a cave girl. Maybe this family would not be so bad.

As mom and Dad were doing some things in the house, I sat outside with my older sister. I found out that her name was Maria. I also found out that she talked a lot. I could not get a word in. she talked about her dreams. Maria was tired of the strict life we had at home and wanted more than what a small farm could offer her. I could see that my sister was very spirited and knew how to have fun. She wanted romance and adventure. This made her very interesting and I loved listening to her. Maybe she was a dreamer and would never escape the life she was destined to in this small town, but ambition and dreams were what made us human.

I also found out it was 1693!

I do not know how long we spent talking, but Mom came and told us that it was time to do our chores. I was responsible for feeding the chickens and collecting the eggs from the hens. Then I had to help clean the cottage and help prepare food for supper. This is one thing I would learn about living in 1693, there was no time for play or to be idle. There was one chore after another. We were like servants. I could understand that Maria wanted to escape all this. One thing about constant chores is that when we went to bed, we nearly slept straight away. We were so tired.