February 29,

For the past month I have been living with the devil inside of me.  I honestly don't feel that different but Abby and I are finally getting noticed.  I still forget to do chores sometimes and I still feel the pinches but mother and father don't mind because I'm 'afflicted'.  This morning Abby and I and some of the other girls accused Tituba and two other ladies of witchcraft.  I cried after because of how it made me feel.  I love Tituba so much but Abby said it was the only way we could avoid getting in trouble for our experiments.  Tituba's face when it was over broke my heart.  I have always loved and appreciated her but if Abby and I get in trouble our families would have to leave Salem and we would be banished forever.  I can't do that to father, he is so happy here in Salem as the priest.  I don' know how much longer this is going to go on but I don't think I can keep it up.  Abby on the other hand is letting the 'fame' get to her head.  She loves being the center of attention more than anything.  I'm starting to get worried, especially because both of us are still feeling the symptoms.  The fainting is less frequent but it still happens.  Abby says we will be fine but I'm not sure that we will.  Hopefully this is all over really soon so everything can go back to normal.