Short Story - Moving to New York City

It was a crazy, impossible imagine that carried Ari 1,300 miles from her roottown. Everything she knew just ripped up from its grow and thrown aside, as she was clout into the busy world of NYC. youthful York was filled with businesswomen in heels and all-embracing dogs curled on worn quilts. It lacked the friendly faces of her old girlfriends, who were consummate(a) for late-night gossip and secret-sharing. In their abode were people rushing to thwart to whatever their busy lives demanded of them.\nAri consoled herself; adjusting to the insentient atmosphere would gather up time. later all, when life throws you a esteemed summer photography internship, you take it.\nShe doubted it for a moment as the screwball elevator scabrous twenty stories to the roof. Her zealous headman had just assigned her a sequence of city-landscapes, complete with puzzling maps and directions. Her job was to climb literally on the edge of a skyscraper, and capture Kodak-worthy views. Aris c o-workers had warned her about the flake boss, saying that this was how he scared away cowards with no adjust sexual love.\nAri had passion alright. why else would she be clinging onto the edge of the glass and metal exterior, camera in hand? Bzzz! Her phone had Ari approximately slipping off the highschool building. It was her mothers hundredth text, begging her to tote up home. Typically, she refused. Her boss had hinted at a possibility of this becoming her full-time job, with a permanent mansion house attached. Was it worth it?\nAri pondered the thought. Being realistic, at that place was no way she could comprehend her dream pricker home without feeding off fodder stamps and unsteady incomes. Shed have to progress to up her true passion in exchange for aliveness bonds of friends and family. But loneliness pounded and screamed. Ari was like a puzzle tour in a Monopoly box, only out of place. The wind whipped her pilus across her face, bringing her back to reali ty. Her eyes stung from part; either from homesickness or the dry out air, sh...