The Money Maker

Intro

Many people in this world live for one thing. Money. I did once too. Nobody thinks about what it takes to get them a lot of money, they don't think about the sacrifices that they have to make. They just think about what they will do with it when it's in their hands. The things they will buy, the places they will go. If only they thought about the things they would lose as well. The people around them slowly deteriorate, they walk away and lose hope for the people they once called family. The dreamers whose dream went too far. Very few have the dream and live to conquer it, to gain the wealth that only a select amount have the honour of gaining.

I was one of those dreamers. My dream took over my life. Every second was consumed by the dream of wealth. I was going to have a boat, one which could conquer the ocean. A house that sat upon a hundred Acers of land, it would have a swimming pool and rooms, oh so many rooms. Enough rooms that each member of my family could have two. That is, if my dream hadn't taken over my life. My family had lost hope in me. My wife left me, taking our two boys with her. My mother, she spat in my face, she told me that as long as I persue my actions to live a life that I cannot live in safety, she would not look at me again. I lost everybody because of my dream, everybody. Only one person stood by me. He had the same dream as me, the same idea that having money would solve all his problems. He was, and still is my rock and I his. Without each other the streets would be my home, and money would be even further away from me than the most distant of dreams.