Our family, including my cousin and best friend Abigail Williams and our slaves Tituba and John Indian, have moved to Salem Village where Father is to become the new minister. We, the children, have become quite close to Tituba and she has been telling us the most interesting stories about her home in Barbados. She believes in magic and when my parents are not present, she speaks to us about how to ward off bad magic with counter-magic which we find a very exciting topic. We are to live in the parsonage, a very grand two story clapboard house, which seems to me to be quite suitable. Our home has four rooms, four fireplaces, a lean-to kitchen and is surrounded by two acres of meadow which I intend to play games in with Abigail. Although we have heard terrifying stories about savage Indians, I am not afraid. I like our bedroom in the house the best and this is where Abigail and I can speak about things in private. It is adjacent to our parent’s room on the second floor. We have discovered a very interesting thing! Through the cracks in the floor we can watch and listen in on conversations between father and visitors in his parlor downstairs. This should make up for boring times when we are cooped up in the house.
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