
She said another nun is coming to help us.
That's what Mother Superior told us when Sister Agnes died.
We cleaned the room. We prayed. We waited.
But the new nun never came.
Instead, the chair in the dining hall moved by itself every morning. The rosary that belonged to Agnes appeared on my bed.
I told Mother Superior, "I think Agnes is still here."
She looked at me and whispered, "No. I said another nun is coming. I didn't say she would be alive..."
That night I heard footsteps in the hallway... Slow. Barefoot. Stopping at each door.

It stopped at mine.
The door creaked open.
And there she stood. In the habit. Head down. Hands folded.
I said, "Sister Agnes?"
She slowly raised her head.
It wasn't Agnes.
It was me.dead.
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