Best Price Caskets I am back internet! This time I must say that I am not pleased at all! I have become very ill and sickened by my horrible past. I must at least confess to you internet…I am the father of the sinborn Pearl. Yes, it is I. I am confessing to you because I know that you won’t tell my deepest secret. Hester and I have committed a horrible sin and we are both very sorry for it. I have not told anyone back here in Boston, but my guilt is eating me alive. I do not think that I can withstand more of this weight that is inside my heart. Each day it prolongs, I become sicker and sadder. I try not to let it show because I know that it will lead to my demise. My sermons are really the only way to express myself, as a result, they have been great. But outside of that my life is not what I dreamed of. The burden of being the only person that knows this kills me inside. I literally am dying from this guilt on my conscience and heart. The one thing that makes it all the more difficult for me is Roger Chillingworth. Chillingworth is my worst nightmare. He claims to be my medical advisor and that he is helping me, but he does me no good at all. I dread having him live with me, he is evil and I do not want anything to do with him. The other night while I was in a deep slumber, I believe Chillingworth was up to no good. I do not know what happened, but when I awoke my shirt was unbuttoned. I feel that this man may know my secret. The last thing I need is for the word to get out without me being the one to spread it. If the people are to know that I am the father, then I will be the one to tell them. As for Chillingworth, I need to find a way to remove myself from his tight clasp that he has on me. Otherwise, it does not look to well for me at all. This pain is too much for my soul. “Were it God’s will, I could be well content, that my labors, and my sorrows, and my sins, and my pains, should shortly end with me…” [101]