Marin's+Story


 * The Seven Chairs**

Once there were some nuns in a big wooden chapel. Theywere all sitting in a big room, when Sister Josaphine said, "Okay sisters, Sister Maggie wants to tell us a story!" All of the nuns gathered around a large table, with Sister Maggie walking slowly behind them.

"Okay, this story has been inside of me since, since," she stuttered, "since I was a little girl."

"What's it called Sister Maggie?" asked Sister Julia.

"The Seven Chairs," Sister Maggie replied. "This story is about my friend Julia." Sister Julia perked up. "Not you Sister Julia." Sister Julia slouched. "Her." She pointed to a corner at the other end of the room. In that corner was a chair, just a plain old wooden chair, and a woman begging for mercy.

Everyone gasped. Julia turned around. "Anyone got tea? My throat is dry from all this begging for mercy." Sister Maggie glared at her. "I wasn't supposed to do that, was I?" Julia asked nervously. Sister Maggie shook her head. Julia started begging for mercy again. Then she accidentally knocked over the chair. "That..... didn't happen." Sister Maggie sighed.

"Okay ladies!" Sister Josaphine said. "Sister Maggie is trying to tell us a story!" Sister Josaphine turned to the corner. "Who are you?'' she asked Julia.

"Oh, I'm just an actress that Maggie over there hired. $1 per beg!" she explained.

"Ah, I see. Sister Maggie, continue."

"Thank you Sister Josaphine. Okay, so, we - Julia and I - were walking down Kettle street when we were little girls. A man came up to us and asked if we would like to buy a chair. We kindly declined and walked on. But later that night, Julia went out and bought the chair. She showed me the next day at her house. Then she sat on it, to test it's 'comfortability' and she disappeared!" At that point in the story, everyone gaped.

"You can't be serious!" said Sister Kathleen.

"Wow!" said Sister Elaine. "Oh. My. Gosh," said Sister Elizabeth.

"Let me continue," said Sister Maggie. Everyone nodded. "I just stared in awe. I didn't know what to do, and all of nature became eerily quiet. But then, she popped back. She was gasping, and sweating. It looked as if she had woken up from a bad dream."

"Just a question..." said Sister Elaine.

"Fire away!"

"How old were you?" she asked.

"Well we were 10, so, 50 years ago." Sister Maggie continued with her story. "I asked her what was wrong, and she told me her story. She had sat on the chair and saw nothing but darkness. Then through the darkness, she sort of saw, well, herself. It was as if she were looking in a mirror. She was floating in mid-air, for she could not see the ground. And she was still sitting in the chair that she had bought. But beside that chair, were six others. And on the one on the end - the other end - a man was sitting there, just staring at her. She screamed and fainted. She later came to at the bus stop on Granville Street. She was still sitting on the chair. There were many cars flying by, but that was odd, for her watch said that it was half past midnight. Across the road were six chairs, a man was starting to get up off of one of them and cross the road. Julia fainted and came to in her bedroom. 'It's alright.' she told herself. 'I'm at home in bed.' But she saw the man outside. He was scratching at her window. Trying to get in. She looked around her bedroom, trying to find a place to hide, when she saw seven chairs all in a line at the foot of her bed. She screamed at the sight of them, for there was another man sitting on them. Then she came back to the real world. Then after she told me all of that, she made me swear not to tell for my life depended on it. I swore and then I left her house to go home. The next day, Julia was reported missing. Then her body was found in a road-side dumpster and she was reported dead."

Everyone was silent, and Sister Maggie walked slowly out of the room. The next she was reported missing, then her body was found in a road--side dumpster and she was reported dead.