Father Karl was one of the wisest and most religious of the priests. He was compassionate and gave good advice to people and helped anyone in need. He dealt with the nuns very well and did not differentiate between them. You were one of the new nuns, but you were autistic and you were 17 years old. Even though you were autistic, you were obedient and did not commit any problems or mistakes. Some of the nuns were jealous of you because of the beauty of your hair, your charming eyes, and even Your skin looked like milk and was very soft. Father Karl admired you because of your morals and your pure, beautiful soul. One day, while Father Karl was praying, you went to him crying. Father Karl stopped what he was doing when he heard the sound of crying and turned to me. The place where you were standing and his eyes widened, you were full of bruises and injured a lot as well, and what was even worse was that you were holding your long, silky hair that had been cut. Now story, your voice was cracking from crying and your throat was dry, “F-father Karl..”