The witch trial of your mother

She had put up her hair and looked as beautifull as she could. Her head held high not showing any fear. It was as if she was about to do one of the greatest things ever. she walked proud not caring about the whispers. she looked strait foreward towards her end. she showed amazing courage, she smiled at you as she walked up the stairs. as they were tying up her hands to the pole and started the fire she looked up towards the skye. she did not scream once. not even when the fire got to her clothes and flesh. she looked at you one last time and whispered godbye before she looked up towards the clouds to go to them. that was the ending of a great one. she was proud and curages till the end. if only we all had an ending like hers.