A Very Fishy Story... (Update no. 1)

Ok, so woke up this morning, and went to fetch my post to find... YES... another letter. The letters get weirder and weirder, and I know there are more to come, as this letter indicates there will be.

This is what it reads;

"Dear Tenants,

My name is Detective Brad and I am writing to inform you that on the 15th May Betty's mother committed suicide. Beatrice Bobblethorpe Left the following message for Betty...

Betty, my poor alone Betty

I, your mother just could not cope with what I; YOUR MOTHER did to you. I was saying a little prayer on my birthday and it all came rushing back to me. The flashbacks really got to me and I was so alone and disturbed. By the time you read this I will have been found as dry as a bone on a bed of hot rocks somewhere in the Mediterranean.

I thought that I could cope with what I did to you, but no, I was wrong. I don't know why I thought I could live with myself after what I did. I really wish I could go back in time and change my selfish immature, cowardly actions. I can no longer live with myself after what I've done to you, so I say goodbye to this cruel world.I am such a sea WHOREse.

Please, please, please don't hate me. Just remember that I am forever your fish mother and despite my lack of love and care, somewhere deep down in my fins I truly loved you. So when you can find time to forgive me, look down into the sea and you might see my fishy reflection staring back at you.

Love you forever, mummy.

As you can see from the message, Betty's mother was a very disturbed fish. We felt the need to pass along this message to Betty, so she would receive this vital information about her mother and would not grow up doubting herself of fishy origins. I am pleased to pass on the information that Beatrice's mother and father would like to stay in contact with Betty. Their names are Benedict and Barbara and expressed the deepest shock, disgust and sadness when they found out the news that Betty had been put up for adoption. They were considering fighting to have Betty returned into their guardianship, but thought it would be better for her to stay with her new family she has become settled with.

With your co-operation they wish to make regular contact with Betty in the hopes that she will at least know some of her blood fish family.

I will be in contact shortly to let you know of Beatrice bubblethorpes funeral and will reading.

Detective Brad."

Again, I am lost for words what to make of this. Should I be expecting to receive stuff out of the "will"? Haha, or should Betty... who as I said, I renamed Custard, be expected to attend the funeral?

I really do applaud the author's imagination on this one. I really do hope I find out who is behind all this! It is definitely the most random thing that has ever happened to me. Whether this be a stalker, a neighbour, someone I know, or complete stranger... whatever, I hope they find a way to read this or see my youtube videos, or else I'm gunna have to come up with more inventive ways to communicate back.

Again, feel free to comment or whatever, or maybe give some advice? Ha!

I'm signing off now, expect a youtube video later today!

-Tarka98

A Very Fishy Story...

Hey guys,

Yeah, been a while again since I'd posted but never mind.

I have good news. I MOVED HOUSE! And it's beautiful. Got a gorgeous spacious bedroom, and a happier, bigger location to film my vlogs.

Anyway, aside from that, I've got a really really strange story to tell you all.

After moving into my new house, a week later, I came home from a BBQ at a friend of mine to find a strange surprise awaiting me at my door step.

A plastic beaker, full of water and a goldfish. Not only that, the beaker full of water, with a goldfish also came with a note. A note that said;

"Dear Tenants,

Please please please look after my baby: Betty. Through my neglect, her lover Barry killed himself. [Picture of Barry "dead"] (Barry the fish. Dead)

This has proven to me how much of a bad parent I am and I hope you will be able to give Betty the love and support she deserves, but that I cannot provide."

So yeah, that was weird.

Picture of the letter above, hope you can all read it, and then the fish in the mentioned beaker just below:

So, I took the fish in like any reasonable human being, not like I am going to leave a poor goldfish outside for a chav to find and probably try to BBQ.

The next day, I bought the fish a tank, some fish food and chlorine stuff to make the water nice. Cost me just over £6, so thanks stranger for leaving me an extra £6 short, cuz I really need all the money I can get at the moment! You owe me.

So I figured, I took the fish in, that would be it. Then, a week and a half later, I received a letter through the post. A letter a lot longer then the note I was given. Very strange.

The letter reads:

"My darling tenants,

I don't know where to begin to thank you for your fantastic hospitality of Betty. Betty was a good girl at heart, always new how to be a good girl and treat the other fish with love and respect. However, Barry treated the other fish BAD! Sometimes I think that is why god took him from us so early in fish pond life.

Sunday 27th March, the sun was shining and I had just given birth to my babies. Late afternoon I was allowed to leave the aquarium as I didn't bleed too much and they were both easy swimmers. They both swam out of me like the titanic leaving the docks; that horrible event always brings a tear to my eye.

Bet, their father though I am unsure as I did have unprotected sea food one summers evening with a naughty shark. I always like to think Bert as their daddy as he sadly died in some fish nets after giving me a yummy massage one December morning. Oh that morning was a cold one; you could so tell Christmas was on its way!

For my birthday, which bu the way is May 15th (Hint, Hint) I would like you to say a little prayer with my Betty. Every night, we would always pray together that life would not separate us. I feel so ashamed of myself for just not being able to provide for my babies. Currently I am lapping it up in sunny Spain with my mother Barbra. I always dreamt of taking Betty to see her, however, that never happened.

I hope Betty is settling in comfortably at your residence and not causing too much hassle. I would love to visit her one day, but I just cannot face what I did to her. This is why I am writing this letter, in the hopes you will read it to her one day when she is old enough to understand. And maybe one day, Betty will find a lover that will treat her like a pearl... something Bert, Betty's father, could not do. He was always on the scrounge, which did make me consider abortion, but it was just something I couldn't bring myself to do.

As this letter is coming to an end, I just want to send my love and kisses to my darling Betty. I hope one day she will come to understand my reasons for giving her to you, and perhaps one day, when she is ready, she will decide to track me down on facefish.co.uk. Tell her to find me under Beatrice Bobblethorpe. At the moment my account is deactivated, as I do not want to pressure Betty into anything so sudden, but I will re-activate it once my heart begins to mend itself. I should think that this is when Betty is 18 and can willingly look for her true, fish mother.

Yours sincerely,

Beatrice Bobblethorpe.

7 Rocks to the left,

Behind Pearl Lane,

Centre of Crab Street.

Mediterranean Sea,

Spain."

Yeah, so very very strange stuff! I can honestly say, I don't know anyone that would come up with this bizarre stuff! I mean, I've had weird things posted through my door before, as a student before, but nothing like this! (And that is saying something).

I thought this maybe might meant to be a riddle, or there are hints in the letter to who this can be, if there is, I can't figure it out. I'm sure this is a prank by someone, but who, I have no clue. Myself and my house mate think it is no-one we know, but friends I have shown the letter to think differently.

I really can't guess.

If the original owner of this fish is reading this by chance, I re-named the fish Custard. Sorry, but Betty is just a ridiculous name for a fish, and she is tragically scared for life from her previous guardian. She felt a change in identity was a better way to go.

I am now curious to see if I get anything else related to Custard through the post. I shall keep you posted.

-Tarka98