Decisions ~AJR Fan Fiction~

Part 1

I finally did it. My dream came true. I moved to New York City.

Yeah, it might be loud. Hearing cars all the time, hearing some sirens, but I don't care. Now you might think, "Why did you move to New York?!" Well, simple answer. I want to become an artist. It's been one of my dreams since I first held a pen! I started selling my art back where I lived but, not a lot of people bought them. So I worked for years until I had enough money to buy an apartment!

Well, what am I doing here in New York you ask? I'm going to sell my art, teach others art, and explore! I love exploring new things and drawing them. Is it like.. Drawing my life? I don't really know what to call it.

Anyways, shall we draw my life?

I was born and raised in Portland, Oregon. When I was about 6, I started to color random things. I would draw music notes, forests, houses, just random things. Then I kind of progressed to drawing city skylines, eyes, and people. When I'm drawing, it's like I'm emptying my emotions onto my paper, and it's basically just a stress reliever.

Then when I was about 12 or 13, my parents divorced. My mom started being mean to me, and she would basically abuse me. Abuse is a strong word to use, but she pretty much did. My dad would protect me, and we would run to his room and lock us inside. Then my dad has enough, and he filed a divorce.

My mom went to jail for child abuse, and I haven't seen her since.

...thank god.

I lived with my dad for the rest of the time, until I was 18, and moved out. I moved to a place a couple hours away from his house. It was a small apartment, and I pretty much hated it. But it's better than living on the street.

I started to paint. I used to just a pencil sketch, but now I paint on canvases. I started to sell my paintings on eBay for about 15 bucks a piece. Every time I put one on there, it would usually sell the next day or so. I kept doing that until I had enough money for a plane ticket.

To New York City.

Boarding the plane, I remember having really bad anxiety.

"What if I catch a sickness from someone else?"
"What if the plane crashes?"

Things like that.

I got a small apartment on Bleecker Street. (Yes, Bleecker Street is an actual place in NYC @ AJR Fans lol).

I love the place I live in. I love the apartment I have. It has a nice view of the city, and the apartment had lots of space for my art stuff.

Hi, I'm Ashley, I am the editor of the story. There are 3 of us, Me, editor, Jess, Idea maker, and Katey, Writer. Obviously, I didn't write the story because I just edit the words and punctuation. Anyways, I hope you like the story :)

Hi, I'm Jessica but you can call me Jess. I am the idea maker. I wrote some ideas here and Katey CHANGES THE WHOLE THING AND MAKE EVERYTHING BETTER! Anyways as you saw Ashley is the editor, me, the idea giver, and the amazing Katey, the writer. I really hope you like the story. It's really cool to do this story with my friends. (Hey Ashley correct this now please thanks)

Hey, I'm Katey, the writer of the story. Thank you for reading the story, and I wanna thank Jessica, for giving me ideas and Ashley for editing my mistakes. I really hope you enjoy the rest of the story!