Here’s a ghost story from the U.K. with witches and trials and strange occurrences … a fun Halloween read.
It was 10th January 1650, and a haggard old woman from Kirkthorpe, the little hamlet on the outskirts of the thriving market town of Wakefield, stood before the five stern men of the court, who sat in judgement of her. Old Margaret Morton’s life was in their hands. The charge brought against her? Witchcraft! Was this sly old spinster about to pay the ultimate penalty? Was it her fate to face death as a felon?
The locals had long suspected that Morton was a witch. They were certain that black magic flowed through her veins. After all, her own mother and sister, both long since dead, had each been accused of the same dreadful crime. That these accusations had never been proved in a court of law didn’t matter. It was obvious to everyone that the Mortons were descended from the Devil himself.
The first person to be called…
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