First of all, as we get into this testimony, having been born into Roman Catholicism, I didn't know anything else, not knowing the Word of God, because we didn't have the Bible in our home.  We had never heard anything about this wonderful plan of salvation.  And so, naturally, I grew up in that Roman Catholic home as a child knowing only the catechism, knowing only the teaching of the Roman Catholic Church.  And because I loved the Lord, and because I wanted to do something for Him--I wanted to give Him my life--I didn't know of any other way for a Roman Catholic girl to give her life to God other than by entering a convent.

And you know that there are many little children that are influenced and enticed to go into convents because we realize that it will be the salvation for our families.  And sometimes, in a Roman Catholic family, the children grow up and leave the Roman Catholic Church and go out into the deepest of sin.  And so every little girl who enters into the convent is hoping by her sacrificing so much--home and mother and daddy--everything that a child loves--her family will be saved regardless of what sins they commit.  And of course we're children and our minds are immature and we don't know any better.  It's so easy to instill things like this into the hearts and minds of little children .. and the priests are really very good at it.

And so the day comes with all of us. Now as we are going in...I want you to listen carefully--after taking the White Veil things are beautiful.   I'm sixteen and a half years of age.  Everyone's good to me. And I'm living in the convent and I haven't seen anything yet, because no little girl--we're not subject to a Roman Catholic Priest until we're twenty-one years of age.  And as we get in this next vow, then you'll understand, we don't know about this.  This is kept from the little sisters until we've taken our Black Veil and then it's too late.

I don't carry the keys to those double doors  and there's no way for me to come out.  The priest will tell all over the whole United States and other countries--that sisters and nuns, rather, can walk out of convents when they want to.  I spent twenty-two years there, I did everything that I could do to get out.  I've carried tablespoons with me into the dungeon and tried to dig down into that dirt because it's no floors in those cases. But I never yet found myself digging far enough to dig out of a convent with a tablespoon and that's about the only incident. Because when we're using the spade--and we do have to do hard, heavy work--when we use a spade we're being guarded--we're being watched by two older nuns and they're going to report on us--and I'll assure you you're not going to try and dig out with a spade.  You wouldn't get very far anyway, because they built and made those convents so little nuns can never escape.  That was their purpose in building them.  And they'll never get out unless God makes a way.  But I believe God's making a way for nuns and little girls to come out of the convent.

Now we hear a lot of people try to tell me in the various places that we travel and go...I hear a lot of Roman Catholics try to tell me, "I've been in so many cloisters.  I know all about them."  But you know a Roman Catholic can lie to you.  And they don't have to go to confession and tell the priest about the lie that they've told, because they're lying to protect their faith.  They can tell any lie they want to to protect their faith and never go to the confessional box and tell the priest about it.

They can do more than that.  They can steal up to forty dollars.  And they don't have to tell the priest about it.  They don't have to say one word about it in the confessional box.  They are taught that.  Every Roman Catholic knows it.  And every Roman Catholic--you'd be horrified to know how many of them steal up to that amount.  And many of them lie.  We've dealt with them.  I've dealt with hundreds and hundreds of them.  I see a good many of them fall in the altar and cry out to God to save them.  And you know before they get saved, they look into my face and hold my hand and lie to me.  But after God gets a hold of their heart, then they want to make right what they told me because they realize they've lied about it.  But as long as they're Roman Catholic, they're permitted to lie.  And it's the saddest thing. You can't expect them to know God, because God does not condone sin.

I don't care who you are.  I don't believe God condones sin.  And I don't believe He's going to condone it in the Roman Catholic people, even though they're being misled and they're being blinded and led into ways that are going to lead them into a devil's hell. I believe that with all of my heart, because I've lived in a convent.  I know something about how these people live and what they do.

And so on this particular morning I come walking down an aisle again.  And, may I say, on the morning before, I can't go into it too deep, because I would never be able to cover enough of it so you could understand it -- but this morning I'm walking down that aisle, but I don't have a wedding garment on.  I have a funeral shroud.  It's made of dark red velvet.  And it's way down to the floor.  And I'm walking down that aisle.  Now I know what I'm going to do.  The casket is already made by the Nuns of the Cloister -- very rough wood, and it's sitting right out here.  And I know when I come down there that I'll step into that casket and lay my body down.  And I'm going to spend nine hours in there.  And two little Nuns will come and cover me up with a heavy black cloth we call a heavy drape material.  And, you know, it's so heavily incensed that I feel like I will smother to death.  And I have to stay there.

Now, I realize after I walk out of that casket they're going to take me like this...over here, right back here, is a room.  They call it the Mother Superior's Room.  Now, I'd never been in that particular room, so I don't know what she has in there.  But you know, when I walk in there this time the Mother Superior sits me down in a straight-back, hard-bottom chair. And immediately then I'm going to take three vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience.  And you know, as I take those vows, she opens a little place in the lobe of my ear and takes out a portion of blood, because I must sign every vow in my own blood.

And you know the priest's body is sanctified.  And therefore it is not a sin for us to give the priests our bodies.  In other words, they teach every little Nun this:  As the Holy Ghost placed a germ in Mary's womb, and Jesus Christ was born, so the Priest is the Holy  Ghost, and therefore it isn't a sin for us to bare his children.   And let me tell you, that's what they come into the convent for.  No other purpose in all of this world do priests come into the convent but to rob those precious little girls of their virtue.  And I'll assure you, we'll be telling you a little later in the testimony just what they really do after they come in under those particular deals.

But may I say, now every bridge has been burned out from under me.  There's no way back.  I can't get out of the convent, even though I pled.  Oh, how I pled with that priest, "Send for my father.  I want to go home.  I don't want to go any farther."  Only to laugh in my face.  And, let me tell you, that's when you stand alone.  And you don't know who to turn to.  And you're a victim of circumstances.  And you live in the convent because there is no other way to get out of the convent.  And, I'll assure you, I stayed in the convent until God made a way for me to come out. And so after all of this, my mail was stopped.  I'll never receive another bit of mail from my family.  Never another letter.  I belong to the Pope. I belong to Rome.

Alright now. I'll say this before I go any farther that Popery is a masterpiece of Satan. I said it's a masterpiece of Satan with his lying wonders and its traditions and its deception.  It's a terrible thing when you know about it.

And so as I come down into this room, she took me, and let me look at this little girl, the penance is over. The very next morning she said again to me, "Charlotte, you're going to do penance."  Not the next morning -- it was three days after because I spent three days and nights in the dungeon, the fourth, fifth morning, whichever it was, she said, "You're going to do penance."  She took me down into another room  - not the same room.  And when we come walking down this time I could see that big piece of wood, but I didn't know what it was.  And when I came a little closer there was a cross.  It was made of heavy timber.  I might say it was maybe eight or ten feet high.  Very heavy.  And that cross was sitting on an incline like that. And she had me walk over here at the base of the cross, and she said, "Now strip your clothes off."  And I took my clothes off.  And then she made me -- down to my waistline -- then she made me drape my body over the foot of that cross, and she pulled my hands underneath and bound them to my feet. And then, you know, that's where I learned to spill my blood.  And she had not told me how, and neither could I ask how I would spill it.

And she gave two little Nuns that came with her a flagellation whip.  I might call it a bamboo pole.  It's about this long -- it's about that big around.  And it has six straps on it about this long.  And on the end of either of those straps is a sharp piece of metal.  And those little Nuns, either was given one of these whips, and they stood on either side of the cross.  Now, at the same time  those girls began whipping my body.  And I mean when that metal hit my body it would break the hide, of course. It would cut into the flesh and I spilled blood. And it was running down to the floor.  That's my flagellation whipping.  That is where I spill my blood as Jesus shed His upon Calvary.

And so I can't say anything and I walk back there.  And you know I saw the ropes real plain.  What are they doing hanging down from that ceiling?  Then she tells me, "You go over there against the wall." About that close to the wall.  And I have to stand sideways like this.  And she asks me to put up both of my thumbs.  And I did.  And then she pulled one rope down.  And there's a metal band fastened securely.  And she fastens that around the joint of my thumb.  Then the other one comes down and it fastens around this thumb.  And there I am standing there like this facing the wall. And then, you know, she comes over here to the end where there's a...whatever you want to call it, [and] she starts winding.  And I start moving. And she's taking me right up in the air.  And, you know, when she gets me so just my toes are  on the floor - just on my tip-toes - she fastens it. And there I hang.  And all the weight of my body is on my thumbs and on my toes.  Not a word is said.  No one speaks a word.  And she walks out of that room and locks the door.

And to me, our Mother Superior, I'd just as soon you turn loose a lion that's very hungry and let it come walking down that aisle as to see a Mother Superior in a convent.  I was scared to death of her.  Every time I saw that woman, somebody had to suffer.  And we're afraid of her and she knows we're afraid of her.   Because she's cruel.  Her heart is calloused.

And here she comes.  And, you know, there we are washing.  And, I'll tell you, that when she comes - and we know... we feel her presence before we ever see her.  We know her footsteps.  And, you know, we'll  wash a little harder.  But when she gets down to where we are, she might address me.  And she'll say, "Now, you come out here."  And I'm out there like a flash because I'm scared.  And then she'll say, "Prostrate yourself down there and lick so many crosses on that floor."  That's a cement floor.  And, of course, I have to prostrate my body and lick those crosses.  And those are not little tiny crosses.  As far as I reach, I'll have to lick those crosses.

And she watches my countenance.  If I don't like it, and she knows that I don't like it, then she might say, "Ten" - she might say, "Twenty-five."  And, you know, then the next morning she may walk back through there again and because she saw something in my face that made her to know I didn't like what she wanted me to do, she may call me again.  And my tongue, by this time, is sore.  It's bleeding, but I have to lick the crosses on the floor again.

And I say a man or a woman, regardless of who you may be, when you get liquor under your belt, you're not a man.  Neither are you a woman.  You become an animal and a beast.

And so we have a beast sitting out there.  There a straight-back, hard-bottom chair.  No other furniture but the Crucifix and the Virgin Mary.  But here he is sitting on that chair right out there in the middle of that room.  Now here a little girl has to walk out there alone.  And she has to kneel down.  Think of it.

Why, bless your heart, I really, sometimes... I'm saved now.  I'm out of the Convent, and I now look back at that Roman Catholic priest, and I often say, "I'm sure he was a twin brother to the devil," because he's full of sin.  He's full of vice.  He's full of corruption.

And we go out there and kneel down at his knees.  Now, you're a lucky girl if you get away from that man without being destroyed.  Why, he's drunk. He's a beast.  He's not a man.  Oh, he has a holy habit on.  He's an ordained Roman Catholic Priest.

And so, I'll assure you, we don't like to go to Confession.  But we must go once a month.  And those little girls can't help themselves.  And nobody comes out into that room but the priest and I.  Until it's all over and then we can come back.  And the next one will have to come.  And, I'll assure you, we don't appreciate that day.

And those little girls don't know any better.  They don't know anything about the plan of salvation.  They don't know that Jesus went to Calvary and died for them.  They don't know that He shed His blood for them.  Those little girls know nothing about it, because to me, as I repeat again, the Bible was a hidden book to every one of the those little girls.

And so, now, they can do things like this.  Now, if a Roman Catholic Priest comes into the Convent he may go to the Mother Superior and ask her to permit him to go into the cell where one of the Nuns are.  And,  you know, that Mother with her carnal mind and her carnal heart - and she's very hard and very carnal - and she is the mother, many times, of many illegitimate children - they belong to the priest... and, you know, she'll take that priest.  And he's drinking - she knows it.  They bring liquor in with them.  Sometimes some of the Nuns will drink with him, and the Mother usually drinks with him.  And it's really a terrible place, it is, not a religious order.  It does not live up to that name whatsoever.

But here she brings that priest into one of our cells.  Now, I wonder if you realize how serious it is.  That Roman Catholic priest, he has liquor under his belt, we know that.  But he has a big, strong body.  He's had three square meals of food every day of his life.  He can eat all the food that he wants.

But, you know, there's a little Nun that may have a broken body.  And she may not have very much strength.  And what did he come into that cell for?  For nothing other than to destroy that little Nun.

I often say I wish the government could walk into a Convent just about the time one of those priests are let in the cell.  The Mother will turn a key in the lock, and you're locked in there with that priest.

Now, we have no way to defend ourselves.  And I often say - I've had to nurse those little girls - I'm an  R.N..  I've got my nurse's training by going through the tunnel over to the hospital as I lived in an Open Order Convent.  But, may I say, after that priest is taken out of there, if you could look upon the body of that little Nun, she looks like something you've thrown out in a hog pen.  And a half a dozen old sows have just mauled that child's body.

And this is convent life!

I can understand why your priests are calling over the phone every day or two and screaming their heads off because I'm in this city giving this testimony.  But, may I say to you, I don't mind if they continue to scream.  I don't mind what they do.  I'm not one bit afraid of them.  I'll continue to give this testimony  - as long as God gives me strength I'll be giving this testimony regardless of your priests or your bishops in this country.

I know what I'm doing.  I know what I'm saying.  And I'm not afraid of anybody in all of this world.  I'm a child of God.  And I believe God won't let anybody put a hand on me until my work is finished.  And then, I often say, I don't care what you do to my body after I leave this body.  I'm sure I don't mind.  And so I will continue to give the testimony regardless of what your priests think about it, because I think God saved me to pull the cover off of convents.  I believe He saved me to uncloak those places that are riding under the cloak of religion.  I believe that with all of my heart. I'll assure you I do.

Now, if I refuse to give my body - you know we're just supposed to give our bodies voluntarily to those priests.  Many times the Nuns are overpowered.  But if I refuse to give my body voluntarily to them, then you know he becomes very angry.  And he goes immediately to the Mother Superior.  Then when two carnal minds come together, they can invent things that you and I... we don't have enough evil in our heart to invent things like that.  We don't have enough sin in our lives to even think up such terrible things.  And when those two carnal minds come together, the next time, I want you to know, they're all ready.

Now, the Mother Superior might say to me in a day or two, we're going to do penance.  Now the penance that they'll inflict on me is something that the Mother Superior and the priest have invented.  And it can be very, very cruel.

They might take me down into one of the dirty dungeons.  And there's no floors in those places.  And, you know, they have a place down there - there are rods about three feet long.  They have them, buried down into cement.  And at the top of it there's a ring about this big, out, sticking out of the ground.  They have some leather straps fastened there.  And when they take me down there they put my foot, either foot, through those rings and then they strap my ankles securely.

Now, I'm standing with my feet in those rings.  Alright, they're going out of there.  And they're going to leave me locked up in that place by myself.  And it's a dirty place.  Well, I might stand there for two or three hours if I have strength enough in my body.

Well what do you think is going to happen to me then?  I can't stand any longer.  Sometimes we faint. Sometimes we just become exhausted and we go down.  But when I go down it flips my ankles over like that, and I can't do anything about it.  I don't have any strength for me to get up.  I may have to lie in that position for two or three days and no one will come near.  They won't give you a bite of food.  They won't bring me one drop of water.

But I must stay there.  And the next thing you feel is the bugs crawling over my body and the mice running over me.  And I still have to stay there.

Many of those precious little girls have babies under their heart.  And it doesn't bother the priest to kick you in the stomach with a baby under your heart.  He doesn't mind.  The baby's going to be killed anyway, because those babies are born in the convent.  Why wouldn't babies be born when you run places like this under the cloak of religion?  The world thinks it's religious orders.

And there are babies born in there.  And most of the babies are premature.  And many of them are abnormal.  Very, very seldom do we ever see a normal baby.

You say, "Sister Charlotte, do you dare to say that?"  I most definitely do dare to say this.  And I intend to keep on saying it.  Why?  I delivered those babies with these hands.  And what I've seen with my eyes and I've done with my hands... I just challenge the whole world to say it isn't true.  And the only way they can ever prove it isn't true, they'll have to open [the convents] - if they ever serve a summons on me, and call me into court, I'll assure you this one thing - convents are coming open.  And then the world is going to know what convents really are.

And I'm fastened securely.  And over my head there is a faucet of water. And you know... there is a faucet of water just above my head.  And my head's over.  Now that Mother's going to turn that water on.  Just a drop.  And a drop will just come about this fast.  It'll hit me right there on the back of my head.  And, you know, I can't move either way.  I sit there.  One hour. Two hours.  Three hours.  Four hours.  What do you think is going on?  I'm sitting there.  I can't move.  I do everything to get away from that drop of water in the same spot on my head.  Why, God love your heart, if you could look in, you'd see that I'm frothing at the mouth.  You'd see those little girls, they're trying so hard to move.  To get away from that water.  And they let her stay there sometimes ten hours.  All day long.

Many, many times a little Nun cracks up completely.  She goes stark, raving mad under this particular penance.  What in the world do they do with her? I'll tell you in a few minutes.  Don't you worry.  They have a place for her,  after we go mad in the Convent.  They take care of us.  They have places for the little Nuns.  There's places built down there for us.

I lived in the Convent, you know, a long time. I don't care if I was two miles under the Convent, way back there, we were working back there.  And we'd whisper.  The next day I'd have to suffer because the convents are wired.  And the Mother Superior can hear every voice.  Every whisper. And then somebody tells.  And you're in some serious trouble.

And those Nuns had been there long enough.  What had they done?  I don't know.  But those Nuns supposed to have cracked up mentally.  And so they have to put them in those chains.  And when they die, they can't fall down to the floor.  They'll just drop in those chains and slump.  When they go in there they don't give them any more food. --- that's a slow death.

And so, as I saw all of that, I became so sick from the terrible stench,  because many of them are already dead.  Now I don't know how long they'd  been dead.

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