If Abigail Told The Truth

GHOST

The ghost of Haley is real. It's her. I know it is. All I know about her is that she scares me. Living in Boston as a prostitute isn't the greatest life... I miss one person John Proctor. He could get me through all of this... Or not. I did accuse him and his wife of witchcraft, but that's behind me. I'm a terrible person aren't I? The night hours after the hanging Haley's ghost appeared to me. Floating above my stiff and still body. I knew it was a dream.... Right...? I finally awoke screaming. The next morning I knew I had to leave Salem. So I packed up and left. I didn't make it very far. I got a few miles out of town to Boston. I was a 12 year old girl on my own in a big city... I am an idiot aren't I? Well, I stayed at a hotel using some of the money I stole from my uncle. One night I was walking around town and came across a Gentleman's Club. I had no idea what it was. The owner stopped me... Then I guess you can understand where it goes from there. During sessions strange occurrences happened... One night the man I was with fell asleep. I went to the washroom to wash up and on the steam filled mirror I saw a message which said "May Abigail Williams Burn In Hell!" Needless to stay I ran out of there. I ran back home to my girlfriend and I told her what happened. She was acting off as if something had happened to her... I realized I was bisexual when I left Salem and got to a more liberal part of Massachusetts. I fell in love with Lucy Harrison and we've been together for a few years (of course without my boss knowing) and we've been happy... Which is why I'm wondering why she was acting so strange... So I asked her... And she didn't respond. She seemed like she was in some sort of trance that she couldn't get out of. As if she were possessed. I convinced a priest to come...