This is form the view of Lillen West.

"HAIL, HOLY QUEEN, Mother of Mercy, our life, our sweetness and our hope! To thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve; to thee do we send up our sighs, mourning and weeping in this valley of tears. Turn then, most gracious advocate, thine eyes of mercy toward us, and after this our exile, show unto us the blessed fruit of thy womb, Jesus. O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary!'' I said. I made the cross and begin to cry. "Lord, have mercy on my soul!" I yelled.

The guard pushed me to move, and I let out a yelled. I begin to cry harder, seeing my mother. She was holding my fathers hand. They where both crying, when they heard the Rosary my father made the cross over himself, our sign that we would be ok. I nodded.

I stepped onto my death loft, and cried. The crowd looked at me like I was the evil one himself. Than I saw her, Rosemary Willams. She was a good girl, smart, a good girl, would be a good wife for Tom, and a good little christen. Then it hit me, to save my life I'll do this!

"Wait!” I yelled as the guard got the fire wood. "I know who the real witch is!"

Mr. Abel, the town's Mayor looked at me and said "Child, who is it?" he said.  I poited right at Rosemary.

The End

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