Sister Mary: Series 1

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Chapter 4 (v.1)

Submitted: October 13, 2013

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You Get What You Give

"Motives are what keep us all going. Everything we do we do for a reason, and the consequences of that action should be positive for ourselves, or positive for others. Overall, each action that we perform should have the most positive consequence. That is why when we come to making an ethical decision, we have to look at all angles and consider all points of view. God wants us to make the right choices, and not to choose completely selfishly nor completely selflessly. Our choices have to be the ones that cause the least amount of suffering. However, there are many of you sitting there, thinking to yourselves, 'we cannot predict the consequences of each action we do'. Well, I can assure you that despite the fact that life is full of unknowns, we can guess, and we know in our hearts which action is the best action to take".

Everyone listening to the service of the priest in the church got up and clapped, for they understood clearly what he meant, and, as always, he was always an outstanding priest who helped many. However, his motives for this speech where to try and persuade people to get tested for matching bone marrow for Daniel Davids, as time was running out rather abruptly, and neither Sister Mary nor Father Nicholson knew where else to turn other than the Congregation, for there had been many Christians in one room at one time, so hopefully many of them had got the message. Some members of the church had already been tested, but all of them were negative, so the David's were no further forward. Every day, they were beginning to lose hope.

Later that day, Sister Mary was in the church, cleaning up, where she noticed a girl outside in the distance, drinking from a bottle of vodka.

"I'm sure I've seen her somewhere before", she wondered to herself.

Taking a closer look, Sister Mary recognised the girl as one of the bullies who pushed an innocent girl to the brink of suicide. She was the one who had almost practically commited murder. Now, she was the one who needed Sister Mary's help. Knowing that she could not just leave her there, Sister Mary approached the young girl.

"Oh, it's you", said the girl, who was sat on the concrete floor.

"Shouldn't you be at school?" asked Sister Mary.

"No", replied the girl.

"But it isn't the school holidays yet, and it's school hours!"

"I still don't belong there", the girl said, spitefully.

"Why don't you come into the church and talk with me?" Sister Mary offered, although she did not really know where to go from there.

"Why?" asked the girl.

"Because it's safer been in there than been out here!"

"Do you think I care about safety?"

"Where is your mother?"

"Like she'd care, and like I'd care about her!"

"I think you do, deep down. Have you had a row or something?" asked Sister Mary, wanting to get to the bottom of this.

"We've had more than a row - she's kicked me out!"

"I think you should go into the church. We can make you something to eat in there, and get you some coffee".

Hesitating, the girl agreed, having weighed up all of her options logically.

While Father Nicholson was making a sandwich and coffee for the girl, Sister Mary visited her mother.

"I'm here to talk about Siobhan", said Sister Mary, almost struggling to remember the girl's name.

"Then I don't want anything to do with you!" cried Siobhan's mother, slamming the door in Sister Mary's face.

Sister Mary knocked and knocked, but Siobhan's mother threatened the phone the police if she did not go away, so Sister Mary gave in.

She returned to the church, only to find a vexed priest.

"She's taken alcohol into here!" he yelled.

"Oh, no", said Sister Mary, "why did you do that?"

Siobhan was crying. "I just need it".

"Why don't you talk to me?" asked Sister Mary.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to have to ban you from entering this church!" cried Father Nicholson, "anyone from the Congregation could have wandered in!"

In the park, Siobhan explained her story.

"After it came out about Emily's suicide attempt, all of the blame was turned on us. Everyone gave Emily sympathy, while they just bullied us constantly. I've been hit a few times, and the other girls have, as well. I'm sick of it all now. That's why I've turned to alcohol. One night, I came in and beat my mother up, and that was the night I was kicked out. I've been living on the streets ever since".

"And how long is that?"

"About a week".

"How do you manage to feed yourself?"

"I know some bad people. They feed me if..."

"If what?"

"If I have sex with them".

"Oh, Siobhan, is there not a relative you can go to?"

"They're either all dead or have fallen out with me anyway".

"Well, I would recommend you go to a youth hostel".

"I might have to for now, until I think of something else".

"You will, and I'll support you all the way. You're sixteen, aren't you?"


"There we go. It won't be long before you stand on your own two feet properly".

"Until then, I'll have to go to this hostel".

"And go back to school!"

"I don't think I can do that!"

"Listen, Siobhan, it's one of the most courageous things to do to face your fears. I certainly wouldn't have done it at your age, but I know you can. After all, you're not completely innocent in this. You did a very bad thing, and perhaps now it's time to pay the price before moving on with your life".

Siobhan listened to the wise words of Sister Mary, so she decided to return to school again, and that was the last time Sister Mary had actually seen Siobhan, because she did not make contact with her ever again. After a few days, she visited the youth hostel, but Siobhan was not there - she had decided to move out somewhere. Sister Mary then went on to discover that Siobhan had moved in with another friend of hers, who was in a similair situation. They had found themselves jobs, so it looked like they were going to get alogn just fine.

Another place that Sister Mary frequently visited was the Davids'. Every day it seemed like the net was closing in on them to find that donor, and Sister Mary could tell. With each day that passed, Daniel got sicker and sicker. He was able to speak and walk, but with quite some difficulty. Tess was nto constantly on edge, monitoring him completely. It was, of course, the chemotherapy that had done this to him, but even so, Sister Mary and his family could see that there was somehting deeper that was making him sicker, and that was obviously the leukemia. Sister Mary was always focussed on getting Daniel better in whatever way possible, but time was definitely running out.

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