BadForm
Bad attitude in any Form
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My name is Carolynne Parsons. I just turned eighteen five weeks ago, and my father died the same day. He was my last surviving relative. Devastated, I did not know what to do at first, but realised that my strict Catholic upbringing had left me ill-prepared to deal with the real world of work and mortgage. I remembered one thing my devout father had told me, though. He dreamed that I would be pure of spirit - that perhaps, some day, I would become a nun. With nowhere else I knew to turn, I decided that I would do what he had wanted, and hopefully please him in the afterlife.
I had been accepted as an acolyte at the Convent of the Blessed Wine, and four days ago had arrived here with just one bag, full of clothes and sanitary items. I had little money, but hoped that, at a convent I would not need it. As I said, that was four days ago, and they were four days that had been the most eventful of my life.
It started when I was ushered in to the Mother Superior's office - an addition that had been made to the main convent building. It butted on to the front of the ancient stone structure, providing what was now the ONLY way inside. Once inside Mother Superior told me to place my case in the corner of the room. I did so, then turned around to face her. To my shock, she was loosening and removing her wimple, to let her long black hair flow loose. Then she began to remove her habit. She stopped and stared at the look of shock on my face.
"The first thing you must learn about this convent, child, is that all of us have taken a vow of abstinence from clothing. You see, child, it is not until one is truly free with one's body that one can be free in one's soul."
I stared at her in shock, nothing in my life so far had prepared me for this.
I had been accepted as an acolyte at the Convent of the Blessed Wine, and four days ago had arrived here with just one bag, full of clothes and sanitary items. I had little money, but hoped that, at a convent I would not need it. As I said, that was four days ago, and they were four days that had been the most eventful of my life.
It started when I was ushered in to the Mother Superior's office - an addition that had been made to the main convent building. It butted on to the front of the ancient stone structure, providing what was now the ONLY way inside. Once inside Mother Superior told me to place my case in the corner of the room. I did so, then turned around to face her. To my shock, she was loosening and removing her wimple, to let her long black hair flow loose. Then she began to remove her habit. She stopped and stared at the look of shock on my face.
"The first thing you must learn about this convent, child, is that all of us have taken a vow of abstinence from clothing. You see, child, it is not until one is truly free with one's body that one can be free in one's soul."
I stared at her in shock, nothing in my life so far had prepared me for this.
