The girl and her Ricota friend.

Nothing better than start a new year reading cheerful and encouraging stories right?! Well, this story is very cheerful and encouraging and so many other things altogether.

This is the story of a little girl, her name was Purple. Purple was a really bright young girl, who lived in a beautiful land and surrounded by her beloved ones. Purple had friends, really close friends, but she had a feeling that all she had there wasnt enough.

Purple would sit everyday on the shore of an amazing beach and think “what if i go to the other side?what if i find many other friends there? what if…”. The little girl had so many thoughts and questions running through her mind all the time, that she start feeling bothered with them and decided she would go to the other side.

Oh, wasn’t an easy decision. Purple had to convince all the people who love her she was to big to be in a single place. she had those thoughts and she wanted to explore new things, meet new people, make new friends, Purple was a really determined girl, and she would go through with this no matter who it would hurt.

So, in a bright morning, Purple took her bag and left the beautiful land she used to live.  As Purple was taking distance from her land, she realized that,as far she was getting from her land,looking back, things werent as big as she saw when she was there, and Purple suddenly was getting more confident, and she really thought she could make it!

Purple had a really interesting trip. She never had traveled before, so she was really nervous and anxious about all the things, she didnt know and what to expect of it. But Purple got on the other side, and what she thought back on her land was big, in this land, was bigger.

Purple struggled in a cold slushy winter, dragging herself in the most odds places she couldnt even imagine she would be one day. She had no one reliable enough to trust on, no friends or place to stay, Purple was regret to had left her cozy land for this wild cold place.

Purple so, met a couple. They lived in a humble house with a spare room that she could use while settling down. She did. Purple accepted the room, and a shelf on the fridge. She could use all the house though.

Despite Purple having a place to stay, she would still struggle to find a way to support herself. Was a really tough winter, and jobs were limited. she had the most menial jobs  someone could have, and even though working all day, Purple never had enough money to get her meals, in order to pay rent.

But things always need to get on the bottom, to start go up again, and so did it happen with Purple.

Coming back from work one day, Purple went to a store to buy some food. As she walked, tired, through the aisles, she heard a little voice saying “hey you little girl, take me please!”. Purple was very hungry and tired, and thought was her imagination, but once more she heard the same voice.

She looked up and down, right and left, and saw a container of ricotta cheese, on the fridge in the store, with no containers beside it. It was near of the date of expiration, so the price was cheap. Purple then grabbed the container and felt the happiness she hadn’t felt for so long. She felt bad for the ricotta cheese, alone in the cold fridge  and saw many similarities between that container and herself. 

She took it home and placed on her shelf in the fridge. The first from top to the bottom. Her ricotta friend.

The couple who lived in the house thought it was strange the fact that Purple would wake up and go to sleep talking with a container of ricotta cheese. Purple named the cheese as Ricota, and wherever Purple was, there was Ricota.

Purple never had such a trustworthy friend, Ricota fed not only Purple hungry, but also her imagination. They spent all their time together, and soon, the spring came.

Time for Purple to go back home was getting close, and she couldnt take Ricota with her. Ricota, after a couple of months of expiration date due, was old, greenish and smelly. Purple didnt mind, but the couple start to complain about Ricota in the fridge.

So one day, Purple set for breakfast, with all her bags packed, grabbed Ricota from the fridge and, as she looked inside the container, she saw Ricota had died. Purple was alone again.

She couldnt bare the pain and left that land where only Ricota was the reason she would stay. As she was living the house, the Ricota container with the leftover rolled over her feet. Purple took the container and promised Ricota she would never forget what they had together, and would make something remarkable of that.

Purple left. When she got back to her bright sunny land, many friends waited for her. Their life havent changed at all, and Purple had an experience to share and she couldnt keep it for herself.

She told everybody her story and as people were getting touched, Purple would give for each one a little piece of that old Ricota in that container.

As the tears rolled  down through people’s face, landing in the old Ricota cheese, it would expand. Soon, everybody had their own Ricota friend, nurtured with tears of joy and friendship.

Purple opened the first friendly Ricota farm, where all Ricota could live happy and spend their time playing and having a lot of fun.

Purple saved the container forever, she didnt get another Ricota, but was glad everyone understood the value of a Ricota friendship!  

The end! =]

(Fiction based on a true story that happened a couple of years ago, I would love to thank “Purple”, the “couple” and of course, “Ricota”)

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