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hundred years ago...

and resulted in the

deaths of anywhere from

50 thousand to

100 thousand people.

In colonial Masachusetts this event

started in a village called Salem,

where these girls

started having fits.

And these fits disturbed

local authorities.

What's wrong with these

crazy girls?

There's witches, three witches.

They put a curse on us.

Well bring the

witches here.

So, you're a witch?

No I'm not.

Too bad. That's the

story we're going with.

But it's not true.

Well, we'll

see. Drown her.

If she floats to the top

and is alive, she's a witch.

What if she survives that?

Then how do we execute her?

We'll hang her.

But what if I

die from drowning?

Well then, I guess

you're innocent.

Come on!

The girls' accusations led to a

chain of hysteria.

Over 200 people were accused

of witchcraft and 20 were hung.

Now the colony eventually

admitted that the witch trials

were a mistake.

But you're probably wondering how

this bit of history relates to my life.

I used to think that history

didn't really matter

Know that you could

just forget the past.

Ignore it and move on.

But, where I lived

before I came here...

It wasn't enough

that I was a good person,

All it took were those that

wanted to ruin my reputation.

I was accused of

terrible things.

And I did none of them.

All it took were two

girls and false accusations.

In a matter of days I lost

most of my friends.

A couple of my closest ones

held on for a few more weeks.

But people were believing the lies so

much that they started attacking me.

And other than my mom,

I had no one to

believe in me.

So, we ran away. And it didn't

help like I thought it would.

And for those of you that have heard

anything about me in the last few days...

you already know that.

And if history has

taught me anything,

it's that there are those people out

there that love to watch others suffer.

Loyalty fades under pressure.

And there are very few knights out

there that are willing to fight for you.

But they are out there.

But you know what?

My past... it isn't the

end of the world.

Better things are in store.

I just have to fight for them.

So I'm standing up.

I'm not going to sit here and

wait for someone to come forward

and admit that they made a

mistake. Enough is enough.

I'm not going to bow down to those who

get a thrill from watching me suffer.

In Salem, all it took to destroy

someone that you didn't like

was to call them a witch.

And today you just make up

some other lie.

Essentially, I have been

accused of being a witch.

No matter what I say, the witch

trials find me guilty.

But I know what happened.

So, I guess it's up to you to

decide whether you want to think

and feel for yourself,

or wait until I drown.

History is what you make

of it right?

So I'm making sure that

mine is the truth.

Hi, my name is Ashley Johnson...

You're a witch!

No I'm not...

I was accused of

terrible things...

So I'm standing up...

Enough is enough!

History is what you make

of it right?

So I'm making sure that

mine is the truth.

All it took were two girls

and false accusations.

In a matter of days I lost

most of my friends...

Do you want to say something to

me? Say it to my face!

That's them!

So...

Now that things are fine

with you and Ashley,

Do you think it would

crank up the awkwardness if

you and I went out on a date?

Yes, definitely.

But she's a strong girl...

She can handle it. Besides, I

think she likes history.

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