Tuesday, April 24, 2012

A-Z Blog Challenge "U" is for Ursula

Day twenty and the letter "U" for the A-Z Blog Challenge. If this is your first time here, my A-Z challenge is based on Urban Legends, and follows the life of a small town Nevada reporter, Adele.
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Adele's story continues....

Little Ursula was a girl who liked to lie about everything. She lied about what she had for breakfast, or what she dreamed about that night. She lived with her Auntie CeCe, who was what in the old days they used to call a spinster, but this one really was--an unmarried woman who made money by taking in other people's laundry and sewing.
As the months went by, Aunt CeCe noticed little Ursula's lying problem, but no matter what CeCe said or did, the girl refused to change. Thinking maybe it was a kid thing, maybe it would stop. So CeCe was patient. She had a money box under her bed, locked, where she kept her savings. Like I said, this was kind of in the old days, where a lot of country people didn't trust banks.
And one day, the money box comes up missing. CeCe asks Ursula if she knows how the money went missing, and Ursula says she doesn't know. CeCe is really upset because this money is almost her entire life savings, it's her hope and her retirement. She shakes Ursula, she yells and screams, but Ursula refuses to admit to taking the money. Completely enraged, CeCe can think of only one thing that will punish Ursula for taking her money. She puts a few sleeping pills in the girl's evening hot chocolate, and as she passes out, CeCe carries her to her bedroom, and sets her on the bed. She leaves for a moment to retrieve her sewing kit--the one with the heavy upholstery needles and thread. As she steps back into the room, she is momentarily struck by the sight outside Ursula's window--a net of fireflies. Maybe its beauty was a warning against what she was about to do, but CeCe had had it with Ursula's lying, and they were now destitute.
She began to sew up Ursula's mouth. After that night, the old seamstress and the little girl were never seen again.

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