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John Proctor was reluctant to talk to the Salem court even though he knew it is obviously the right thing to do because of his own sin of adultery which he knows will be brought to light in the presence of everyone.
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Arthur Miller's "The Crucible" focuses on fictionalizing the Salem Witch trials that overtook the small town of Salem in Massachusetts Bay Colony during the late 17th century. The play delves into the lives of those affected by the sorcery, dealing with themes of faith, right, wrong, good, and evil.
John Proctor is one of the main characters in the play whose wife Elizabeth has been accused of practicing witchcraft. Even though Proctor knows that's far from the truth, he did not want to get involved in the situation because of his previous relationship with Abigail, the leaders of the young girls who were the real culprits of the sorcery. Elizabeth remarks <em>"if it were not Abigail that you must go to hurt, would you falter now? I think not" </em>which is true because Proctor did not want anyone to find out about his adultery with Abigail. And<u> in his refusal to admit and reveal the truth, he was reluctant to go to the courts even though he knows it's the right thing to do.
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Lol, I hope this isn't a thing that happened. But now I'm intrigued tell me how it turns out and I would love to hear the full story lol.
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Dear (Uncle nickname),
Recently there was a problem with my school involving me/ that doesn't involve me and/but I was asked to pay an unreasonable amount of money. You know how clumsy/careless. (insert cute or funny childhood story he was apart of that will remind him of you being clumsy). I don't think I can pay the full amount as it is a scary amount of money. If you could help me out I would be eternally grateful.
Thank you,
(Insert your nickname given by said uncle)
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A. Long, long ago there lived an old man and his wife who supported themselves by cultivating a small plot of land. (Yei Theodora Ozaki, “The Story of the Old Man Who Made Withered Trees to Flower”)
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E. He was a man of exuberant fancy, and, withal, of an authority so irresistible that, at his will, he turned his varied fancies into facts. (Frank R. Stockton, “The Lady, or the Tiger”)
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I was born in Indiana. I know what your thinking, where the hell is Indiana? Well in the place i live in, it's pretty small and quiet town. I lived here all my life. My name is Jamie, and I'm 15 years old. This town is haunted. Not by what your thinking of. No scary ghost lady looking for revenge, or a banshee, or a demon that steals children. There is this man that passed away a long time ago. I guess he was bullied when he was little for being deformed or something. Everyone has their own story so it changes a whole lot. But I think I know the real story. Kids were real a holes back then, not like their better now, but they would always abuse this poor kid. I remember I heard someone mentioned that he got a pet rat one day and one of the kids threw it on the road and they all saw a huge truck pass by and kill it. The poor kid grew up mean I guess. Then killed himself when he was in his twenties. Now every once in a while their would be a rat infestion all over town. Everyone blames it on the story. It never seemed to happen at our house though. Never. It would happen at my neighbor's, my aunt's, my crush's house down the street. Never mine. Until now. My mom and dad went to go on a trip for their 10th anneversery. (sorry don't know how to spell that) and I got to stay in and lay around. Or so they thought. I invited my friend Kelly. My mom was so cautuos when she left. Because it's around this time for the infestation.I didn't worry. Why would I? When kelly came over, there was a knock before she arrived. I opened the door and saw no one. Ten minutes later another knock, she was there. Bright, pretty Kelly. I asked her about it but she said that she just arrived. I brushed it off. We laid around, played with some makeup. Then she wanted to bake some cookies. She had marshmellows and wanted to add them. But all of our supplies were downstairs. In the basement. I should of stayed out of there. We both went down because I was scared. I hate the dark. we grabbed the stuff, the baking powder, the cake stand, the spatulas. Thats when the door shut. I screamed at the sound and she bursted out laughing. She called me an idiot. I love it when she laughs. She climbs up the stairs and opens the door. Then she looks behind her shoulder at me, telling me its fine. We plopped the stuff on the counter and started baking. It was around ten when it happened. In our town we have this stupid siren that gives me a heart attack every single time. It's suppose to signal the rats infestation. It's always the same day, the same hour, the same minute each time its starts. 10:43 pm on a saturday in the months of June, August, and October. We shrugged it off, cause we both knew we were good. We should of been careful. We heard yells outside, those were the neighbors. We ignored it. Ten minutes later it was quiet again. Everyone should of left by now. They would either leave town or go to the shelters. So know one was on our street. No one to hear our screams. Thats when we heard scratches. On the wood, around the table, in the kitchen. They were everywhere but we couldn't find the trace of the sound. Until we saw them. The most ugliest creatures on planet earth. Their small tiny faces had teeth that shaped into something that looked like a sneer. It had begun....
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When discussing a price increase in a business-to-business environment, it is important to remember that our customers have probably had to have the same discussion with their own customers. A company exists only as long as it earns a profit and it can only do that if it delivers a quality product or service at the right price. This means that the key to any conversation about raising the price ...
