Roommates

The Easl : Chap I

Hello! I wanted to let you know This book is in need of HEAVY editing so far. The beginning isn't good, but keep reading the writing gets better. Get ready to cringe a little.

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my mom got pregnant at a younger age, 20 and my dad was 22 I had a older brother his name is  Jack, mine is Jane. All my  families names started with a J.

My parents struggled to make a good living so we ended up on the wrong side of town. The part of town where robbery's and murders happen.

I lived in Canada this place was very cold, but I liked the breeze but even better I love the snow all the snow, The summers got warm but they never got hot.

Out side the little apartment I liked to sit and sketch, sketched trees i sat in front of a tree that my great grand father planted when he was a child.

I heard that he watered it every single day till he was 37, that's when he went to Iraq. My mother was only 10 at the time, she used to tell me when I was a child how much she missed his pretty smile and his big bright blue
Beautiful eyes, I smiled as I looked in the mirror one night and realized I had his eyes. And I remember I ran to my mom and showed her them. She bent down and looked at them she pressed her hand on her cheek very close to her eye and pulled her eye down and showed me hers. Hers were blue as well.
She picked me up and threw me in the air and caught me. She rubbed her nose against mine as she smiled.

He got shot 4 times, right leg, heart and 2 shots to the head, my mother only told me this when I was 14 makes sense..
She talked about her dad because she wanted me to remember him,
Oh boy I did and I feel like I knew him my whole life.

She showed me photos on her phone of him. I remember when she sinked them on to her phone.

My mom bought me tons of coloring books as I grew up.

Leading me to trace the lines of the drawings that I already colored when we did not have the money to get me new ones.

I started saving my money, I cleaned my house for 2$ helped my neighbors for 7$ and watched  my neighbors cats for 5 $ a hour when I did that but it was rare I started saving and got a real sketch book! I was pretty proud of that.

I practiced every day till I was 16 that was when I also got my first easel.
I got it from the art gallery it was about a hour drive.
It was $59.99 it took me 2 years to earn it. I started slow and painted a camp.
Even if it was my first I think it was pretty good, next I painted rain drops I sucked at that one but I was learning.
I sketched the tree my grandpa planted
I never finished it, but I wish I did.