http://slow.writerscafe.org/Carmalou The original writings of author Carmalou en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776190594 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A story about the seven deadly sins http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396828/  “My birthday was only six months ago.” She thinks to herself miserably as  she shifts in the pew. Looking ahead she sees the casket. It’s black color melted into the background until all Chris was able to see was black. The Priest is saying something about.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396826/ This is for anyone who doesn't quite understand the symbolism behind this story. There is a whole bunch of symbolism in it, much of it having to do with the Catholic religion.I have gathered it here for you so you'll be less confused.Enjoy. :)Christiana: Christiana is a detrivative of Christ.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396511/                                       Five Years Into the FutureFive years in the future at Easter, Catherine, Ch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396510/ While Catherine steps outside for a moment to make a call, Chris finally finds the time to ask Michael the question she’s been meaning to ask him.“Michael, I want to ask you something.”“Sure, ask me anything.” He replies.“When you told Fer that story about y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396509/ Finally awake she walks over to her desk where the mail is. She hasn’t checked the mail in a few days. Mr. Fer was right, there is a letter from her brother. But it isn’t a new letter, it’s the same one she received before, only she had forgotten to open it. She opens it with sha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396508/ Chris feels exhausted when she finally reaches home. She falls asleep right away and dreams about Paul.He walks toward me and stands just three feet away from me. I can’t help but stare, I haven’t seen him a long time and he is still gorgeous.“Chris, listen to me. I haven&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396507/ Chris wakes up to the phone ringing. She rushes to get to it, but doesn’t reach it before the machine picks it up.“Chris, this is Lucille.” A sobbing voice tells her machine. “I’m leaving. I just wanted you to know because you were always so nice to me. I’m goin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396506/ When I woke up the morning after all the drinking, I thought that I had just dreamed it all. But when I turned and saw Paul laying next to me, I began to look around and I realized that I was in a hotel room. I jumped up and dressed as quickly as I could. I felt incredibly sick in my stomach and I j.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396505/ Chris gets up the next day and realizes that she doesn’t work today. She turns off her phone and leaves. First she heads up Spring Street to the Catholic Church on the southwest corner of Tenth and Spring. She doesn’t expect anyone to be inside at ten in the morning, but when she goes in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396504/ I was late, even though I should have only taken an hour, I took almost two. I was kind of hoping that he would’ve decided that I wasn’t going to make it and had left. However when I stepped into the restaurant, I saw him sitting at a table in the corner, by himself. I walked over to his.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396502/ Chris looks into her closet and realizes that she dresses like a nun. She has absolutely nothing that could be worn to a party. She takes a pair of jeans and a button up blouse, hoping that these will be appropriate at the party.At the party no one pays any attention to her. She walks through the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396501/ A few days later Chris goes into the hospital to work the graveyard shift. She goes to her boss to get her patient list.“Can you work in the emergency room today?”Chris is taken aback.“Sure,” she waits for a reason.“It’s just that they’re having an o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396500/ A few weeks later Rachel is still shadowing Chris. After Chris gets off work she goes to visit Michael. She is now visiting Michael everyday. Rachel at the hospital is beginning to tease her about her ‘boyfriend’. But Michael is more of a brother who would protect her from anything, rath.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396499/ When Chris wakes up, it is early the next day. She knows that she has to work, so she gets up. She has a slight headache from the previous night’s festivities.An hour later Chris is at work. On the way in she sees Esther sitting with a new mother as she waits for her husband to get the car. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396498/ I was looking out the window as another car pulled up. It was a green convertible. Really a beautiful car, but what shocked me was the man getting out. It was Paul.He walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk. He pulled a wheelchair out and pushed it to the side of the car. He opened the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396496/ Chris is still unpacking her house in Montana many months later. She chose this town because of the hospital close by. She works there as a CNA, in her own way, she still lives her life for Jesus, the Christ.She opens a box and begins pulling out the jeans, shirts and jackets to hang up in her clo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396495/ Later, after the funeral, Chris sits in the chapel at the convent where she lives. She is a novice. A ‘nun in training’ in a convent that runs a hospital. Her duties are to keep up with several patients. She is a Certified Nursing Assistant. She loves her family in the convent and had ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396494/ Two years ago a man dressed all in black drove into a small town. He stepped out of his car and dusted off his black suit. He closed the door to his expensive Italian car of an indeterminable name. Indeterminable, that is, to anyone but himself, who knew the car quite well. He had commissioned it&rs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/396492/ Story of death...with a twist ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/373794/ This is the story I wrote for my composition one final. It's about a girl juggling way too many things with much too little time in the middle of finals week. Enjoy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carmalou/373731/