Thursday, January 12, 2006

a story bout a girl named Uta

*WARNING EXTREMELY LONG POST*

this may be true or it may be entirely fictional that my friends is up to you ~ enjoy ~

once upon a time in a time not so long ago, there was a shy little girl named Uta. Uta was born and raised in Germany. Born an only child she suffered tragedy at a young age when her parents died in a plane crash having no other family Uta was raised by her strict religious grandmother who wanted nothing what-so-ever to do with her. Her grandmother resented her and would have prefered to have her dead son alive and well and partly blamed Uta for the plane crash as her parents had wanted a vacation alone together as a break from there one year old baby girl.

Uta wen't from childhood into her teens, attending church, a memeber of the choir, a straight A student but none of this impressed her grandmother and none of this gained her any friends in her grade. She was quite often the pun of other kids jokes, the "nerd" of her class, she would eat her lunch alone and sit and daydream of a better life. In this better life her parents were still alive and they loved her and encouraged her to do great things, meet great people, she even had a sister of all things! oh how easy it was just to drift away from the cold empty life that she led.

Uta proceeded to grow up much to her grandmother's disliking she was never good enough in her eyes and when she went off to college she was in hopes that this would be a new beginning for her, kinda of a fresh start. Her college years go by and nothing really changes, her grandmother is still a bitter even older old women and she wishes nothing more than for her to just die already and stop causing her such misery. Finally one day her wish comes true and her old witch of a grandmother finally croaks and un-beknowst to her all these years her grandmother had hidden from her a small fortune that was left to Uta by her parents. Tears of joy springs to her eyes and a weight is lifted off her shoulders. She's a new women and decides to use this money to begin a new life in a new country called Canada.

So she packs up all of her belongings and decides to donate all her grandmother's crap to local charities and grabs the first plane out of Germany not knowing where she was going but getting as far away from the horrible life she had known in Germany.

She chooses her destination in Canada by closing her eyes and pointing her finger to the page. her destination, New Brunswick, Forest City to be exact by the looks of where he finger landed on the page. Forest City she thinks, this place must be truly beautiful and magical. Before leaving her homeland she begins taking english classes a month before leaving so she would know the language of what was to be her new home. She contacted a real estate agent and purchased a home fully furnished for really quite cheap! she couldn't belive how easy everything was happening. It must be fate she thinks to herself and possibly her dream of so long ago could be coming true. She would make friends and meet the man of her dreams and start the perfect family she always longed for when she was a little girl.

She arrives in New Brunswick with no one welcoming her at the airport, she spies a man greeting what was obviousily his wife with there little girl and she felt a stab of longing for an instant but continued on her way....someday she thinks this will be me. she rents a car and ask for directions, Forest City the clerk asks i have no idea where this is let me get a map. Well by the looks of it you need to go here and then here and it looks like quite a drive but this is the way and he nicely writes down all the directions for her. "Do you have family there miss"? he asks and she reponds "no, this is going to be my new home" well he says "that's kinda a funny place to pick for a new home it's so far from everything". she just nods not fully understanding what he is saying as he's talking to fast, so she thanks him and goes on her way.

So she drives and drives and then drives some more and finally arrives at her new home. A new home that looks totally different than what she had dreamed of or expected. The house was run down with broken windows, a leaky roof, a bad septic system, the list went on and on. Uta brokedown in tears on the spot and the poor real estate agent didn't know what to make of this women who didn't speak very good english. "i'm sorry" she states "but everything has already been signed" and she turns to leave leaving poor Uta alone.

Sadly poor Uta sank into a dark depression for several months spending her days just sitting in this house that is literally falling apart. She's resorted back to her fantasy that she had as a girl, living in a make belive world where everything is perfect, until one day fate steps in. On this particiular winter day a neighbor happens to stop by and offer Uta some assistance with doing maintenance to her home. Over the next few months Uta and her neighbor become friends, she had actually made a friend! And this friend was introducing her to more friends and soon she was getting better one may even say happy.

The following summer her neighbor and a group of friends invited Uta to the local ball. Uta was so extactic and could not wait for the event! she bought the perfect outfit, got her hair and nails done, she had to look her best. Finally the night of the event is here! She was so excited and nervous and wasn't sure what to expect but her friends re-assured her that she would have a fantastic time. So they arrive she meets so many new people, she's drinking champagne, dancing and then finally she sees him, the man in her dreams, the perfect man for her. Their eyes connect and instantly her heart yearns for him and she finds herself slowly walking towards him. "hello" he says "you must be new around here, my name is Daniel". her heart is in her throat and she manags to croak out "yes, my name is Uta, i came to Canada from Germany a few months ago". They instantly hit it off and Uta was in heaven! they danced and drank more champagne and before she knew it they were back at her dump of a house getting their freak on.

She couldn't believe how quickly things were happening but it felt so right and perfect and it's not like it was her first time or anything. They made love and before she knew what had just happend she felt violently ill and ended up throwing up all over the floor and proceeded to pass out. upon awakening in the morning she found a note on her nightstand:

dearest Uta, i'm sorry we shouldn't have taken things so far last night i had a wonderful time with you but i'm a married man and i do love my wife! i barely remember what happend i think it must have been all that champagne. i can never see you again. yours truly, daniel

Uta read the note several times over trying to make sense of things. I must be cursed she screamed to her empty house! am i to be alone forever!! she ripped at the walls and continued to scream and throw things until her neighbor found her curled up in a ball the following day staring off into space.

and that my friend was the straw that broke the camels back that same day Uta finally withdrew into herself into her own fantasy world never to emerge from it ever again. She had to be admitted to a nursing home with full time care where I her cartaker have decided to write her story from notes and journals that i had found in her belongings, because you see i'm a nosy person and i like to snoop and read other peoples lives and stories!

~the end~

10 comments:

Bridget Jones said...

HOLY COW!!!! How much of that is true? What a story.....

Wandering Coyote said...

That is quite the story. Where do you come by it?

flea said...
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flea said...

bridg & wc - lol, glad you enjoyed it! it's just a story that i made up about this women whose actual name is Uta, who did come to Canada but i have no idea as to what her actual story is. all the rest is just my overactive imagination!

Wandering Coyote said...

Nice job, though!

Bridget Jones said...

Agree, TERRIFIC job!!!

Bridget Jones said...
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Lala said...

Send her a letter telling her you wont use her services unless she learns how to spell check....

Lala said...

Sorry, I thought I was at WC's blog when I left that comment.

flea said...

lala - lol, that's ok! kinda threw me for a second though!!