Salem Witch Trials

My name is Jordan. It was year 1692 when i died. I lived in a town called Salem, Massachusets. I had a husband and four small children. We had a farm. My family and i went to church every sunday. We said prayer befor every meal. But then strange things started happening in Salem. People began accusing each other of witchcraft. Im not sure how my name was ever brought up in court, but men came to my house one night and arrested me. I sat in jail for weeks. Finally i was taken to court and tried. A young girl accused me of sending my spirit out to her in the night.
"Confess! Confess and you shall be free! Come back to the light of the Lord and he shall save you woman! Turn from the devil!" said the judge.
"I know nothing of witchcraft. I am innocent. I know God and love him."
"Then you shall hang you witch!" he screamed. Then men took me back to jail. I was terrified. I was a godly woman, I was saved at 9 years old. I had never done anything and they didnt beleive me. But what was i to do? By telling the truth I would be killed. But if i lied and confessed to witchcraft my name would forever be staind. But I knew what was right. I would stand for what i beleived in.
The next day they came for me. I stepped out of the putrid jail into the sunlight and it hurt my eyes. I was pail from the weeks in that retchet place. They took me to the gallows. There were other faces i knew standing beside me. Some where crying, some were praying quietly to themselves. But i looked out into the crowed that had gathered to watch us die. There was my family. My Three boys and my baby girl where clinging to my husband crying. I stepped up to the noose. A man slipped it around my neck. I said one last prayer in my head and dropped to my death.
I look down from heaven now and see my family growing. There are others up here with me from salem. And now i just wait for my family to join me.