The Crucible Narrative Analysis

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The Crucible Narrative We are in the woods. I, John Proctor, am with Abigail. We are in an argument. I hold a rock behind my back. “Abigail, you must stop with this pretense!” I exclaim. “You cannot continue!” “John, it is not pretense! I love you, and you love me!” She pleads foolishly. “It was all a mistake! I have grown and learned from it!” I say firmly. She looks down at the ground, plotting out her next words. “But, John—we must be together! It is fate!” “You foolish, girl. We are nothing, we have nothing! Now you must stop these witchcraft claims with all of your friends!” “Confess, John! Confess! Elizabeth will hang and you will be left a widow, we can be together, John! If you will confess!” …show more content…

I know what I did, but I would never confess to it. It did not matter if I did confess, I would be hanged either way. I shake my head and fall to the ground. Even when she is gone, she still rises. Abigail is the true devil of this all. “Come with me, Proctor,” Herrick booms out. “John Proctor is to hang tomorrow morning!” Danforth tells us. The next morning comes and I see the light peering through the church windows. I am led to the front of all the church benches. Next to me is everyone who has not confessed to witchcraft. I hold Elizabeth’s hand tightly. I listen as Parris lists off the names of all who have sinned. I listen as he calls out my name last. “John Proctor, murderer and speaker to the devil.” Elizabeth lets go of my hand and we are all led out of the church. I am pushed towards the stand. I stand next to Goody Nurse and another woman. The crowd is cheering and hollering. I feel my blood boiling as my last thoughts remind me that all of this is Abigail’s fault. The rope is hung around my neck, the cheers get more loud. I close my eyes, give my blessings to Elizabeth and my new child, and ask God to forgive me for my sins. The