Warning, those with deep religious beliefs may not enjoy this story, do not read if you have issues with that.
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In a far off large and yet modest size church, sister Rose
was in the front prayer hall which she was dispelling the people's plights for
the day. Among them all, she was currently chatting with a local bakery girl of
similar age.
"I must say sister, it must be so great working here as
a nun!" the bakery girl said as she thought about joining the church.
"Yes, my dear, being a nun here is very,
releasing," Sister Rose merely replied as the church bells above soon rang
loud and clear. "Ahh, it appears it is prayer time, I'm afraid I have to
close the doors for now," she said as the bakery girl looked disappointed.
"Really? Might I be able to join you?" she asked
curiously as Sister Rose shook her head.
"Afraid not, these are private prayers, though I will
ask Mother Superior if you can watch or maybe partake next time," Sister
Rose said as the bread girl merely nodded her head understanding and soon left
with the others as the doors were closed and locked.
"I must hurry, or I may be the last to be able to
pray..." Sister Rose muttered as she hurried to the inner chapel where the
courtyard was surrounded by a cloister.
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