I ran for a few miles and found a small caravan. Lost and anxious, I asked the woman inside for help. As soon as she saw me, she beckoned me to the back of the caravan. "Miss, what is your name? Remember, I cannot change it once you tell me your answer."
My name was Ava Kingsley, but I could change it. What did I want my name to be?
"Adira Stone."
"Alright miss Adira, and what are your traits?"
I didn't want to change everything, so I kept one trait from the past. "Brooding, dramatic, star quality, charismatic, and lucky."
"Lastly Miss Adira, where would you like to go?"
Well, I decided to make myself into a future superstar actress, so I should go to the acting capital. "Bridgeport".
"Good luck, Miss Adira. May you have a prosperous life where She may never find you."
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The next thing I knew I was in Bridgeport, with a lot of my own. This change was a lot to take in. My almost entire personality changed and my appearance had changed. I was a new me. I still had all the memories of my life as Ava, but now I get to live as Adira.
The first thing I did was apply for a job as a background extra. My boss seemed nice enough, but the studio was all the way across town! By the time I had gotten to the studio it was already noon, so I went to a hangout nearby.
I got there extra early and practiced my speaking skills in the bathroom. If I met Mr. Right today, I better be able to speak to him! When everyone did arrive I met many men, but none of them really interested me.
I also met a nice lady named Katrina who was a celebrity, and I guess from people seeing me talking to her, I became one too!
I got back to my lot to find a small shack waiting for me. I'm glad whoever built this was here today or else I wouldn't have any of this!
As little as it was, I was thankful for it. I didn't have a roof over my head, but the stars gave me comfort. I hope wherever Ama's family is, they are safe. I know I will never see her again, but I hope somehow she knew that I loved her. I just hope she would be proud of who I really am.
My life at first consisted of mainly work. I didn't socialize outside of the required lines at work. I became depressed. I lost all sense of who I was as a person. I was doing well despite how I felt inside. I got promotions easily, and it seemed like I would be at Matthew Hammings' level soon.
One weekend, I had decided to get out of the depressed mood I had been in. I went to the park and collected flowers. As I left the park with my dozens of flowers, a man walked up and asked me how much I would charge for him to buy all the flowers. He then just offered my 5 thousand simoleans. I was beyond ecstatic. I had been having problems with money since the day I got to Bridgeport, and with this, I was able to finally have a roof! Though I think my favorite thing was my new bed.
The same strange man had called me later that night and introduced himself. I have no clue how he got my number, but he said his name was Matty Crewe.
