Ann Putnam shivered in her bed. Outside, a fierce February rain battered the village of Salem. The winter of 1692 had been a wet one in the Massachusetts Bay Colony. But 12-year-old Ann’s chills came from within.
Firelight cast strange shadows across her walls. A menacing shape seemed to float toward her.
Was it her imagination? Or something evil—a witch?
Ann’s heart pounded.
She knew that witches were real—and living nearby. Dark forces had recently sickened two of her friends, sending them into fits of strange and horrifying behavior.
Now the wind whistled through the windows. It sounded like an old woman’s voice, hissing in Ann’s ear.
Join us—or else!
Ann shook her head violently. “No!” she shrieked.
At the sound of her cry, her parents rushed in.
“What troubles you, child?” her father asked.
Ann gasped for breath. She couldn’t quite say. Not yet.
But soon, she would speak up.
She and her friends told all of Salem that there were witches among them—and let the village know exactly which individuals to fear.
And Salem listened.
So began months of panic over witches, dramatic trials that pitted neighbor against neighbor, and, finally, a series of gruesome executions.
By the time it was all over, 25 innocent people were dead.
More than three centuries later, these lost voices of Salem continue to echo. Their stories serve as a terrifying reminder of how dangerous fear can be—and how quickly it can spread when no one dares question it.
Ann Putnam shivered in her bed. It was February, and it was raining hard outside. Ann lived in the village of Salem in the Massachusetts Bay Colony. The winter of 1692 had been a wet one there, but 12-year-old Ann’s chills came from within.
Firelight cast strange shadows across her walls. A scary shape seemed to float toward her.
Was it her imagination? Or was it a witch?
Ann’s heart pounded.
She knew that witches were real. Dark forces had made two of her friends sick. They had suffered fits of strange and horrifying behavior.
Now the wind whistled through the windows. It sounded like an old woman’s voice, hissing in Ann’s ear.
Join us or else!
Ann shook her head violently.
“No!” she shrieked.
Her parents rushed in.
“What troubles you, child?” her father asked.
Ann gasped for breath. She couldn’t quite say. Not yet.
But soon, she would speak up.
She and her friends told all of Salem that there were witches among them. They let the village know exactly who to fear.
And Salem listened.
Months of panic over witches began. Dramatic trials pitted neighbor against neighbor. Some trials led to executions.
When it was all over, 25 innocent people were dead.
More than three centuries later, these lost voices of Salem continue to echo. Their stories serve as a reminder of how dangerous fear can be—and how quickly it can spread when no one dares question it.