To become a catholic nun you must complete the steps:

  1. Meet other nuns to see if it’s right for you.
  2. Meet with a member of the religious community. Often through one of the nuns.
  3. Aspirancy (3-4 weeks)
  4. Postulancy (1 year)
  5. Novitiate (2 years)
  6. First Vows (a temporary vow that lasts 3 years)
  7. Final Vows 

In Christianity, there is the belief that The Antichrist will come and it will be the end of times. 

By this you know the Spirit of God: every spirit that confesses that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is from God, and every spirit that does not confess Jesus is not from God. And this is the spirit of the antichrist, of which you have heard that it is coming; and now it is already in the world.

— 1 John 4:2–3 NRSV


I finally got to my Final Vow about a week ago. I’ve learned a lot about the Lord and myself over the past few years. I’ve decided to write about my journey as a nun starting today. 


We worked with those in poverty today. I fed hungry children and comforted their parents. I wish I knew my parents and could tell them how well I was doing. I would tell them that it feels so good to help people and do the Lord’s work. I know I’m going to do great things for the Lord. 


I’ve been working with some of the girls in the novitiate stage. They are very excited and so am I. I love growing the church and the Lord’s followers. 


I had a nightmare last night. It was very unsettling so I told one of the other nuns about it. She told me to pray about it. 


Worked with animals at the shelter today, they were very feisty. I’ve always liked animals but these were so loud and one even bit me. I had to have seven stitches on my arm.  


Today when I looked in the mirror, for a second I thought I saw something. Something is watching me. I know it’s the holy ghost. 


I’ve had the nightmare again. I pray that it goes away. He said that I would do bad things. I am surely being tested and I will not fail. For I am here to do God’s work. I can’t stop thinking about it though. 


I woke up with bruises all over my legs this morning. They almost look like fingerprints. I also have a strange mark on my thigh. It looks like a branding of something. I’m losing my mind. 


The devil came to me again. He says I’m the antichrist. I went to the Priest hoping he could guide me. He wouldn’t talk to me. This weighs heavy on my heart. What if I am the antichrist? No, it cant be. I would never hurt anyone. 


I couldn’t stop thinking about the mark so I looked it up. It can’t be true. I won’t let it. I am destined for good things! I went to the priest and showed him the mark. He knows. They took me to a dark room and spent hours trying to exorcise the demon within me. After a while, I realized it was no use, I gave up hope. I knew I had to leave so when they took a break, I made my escape. 


I’ve hidden away from the church. I’m staying in a motel. The mark is getting bigger and it’s hot to the touch. I have urges to do bad things. I just want this to end. I’m a good person and want to do the Lord’s work. 


I can feel it inside me, the evil. I can hear its voice telling me to do things. I’m scared I might give in. It’s getting hard to fight it off every day.


Hail Mary forgive me.

Thanks to Talitha Brys, who helped write this story!