Chapter 9

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"Money doesn't buy you everything."

Ayani

Its fascinating, the number of people who are alone in this world.

They have the perfect job, the perfect car and the perfect house. They have one thing we all strive to find, stability. Maybe that was the reason we constantly resent them although, unconsciously.

At the end of the day, they have no cousins to lavish with gifts, no one to pick up on the way home and no one at home.

In the end those who have all the luxuries of life are the ones who are most unhappy. Outward they seem so perfect as if they had everything they desired. Wealth and richness came with its downfalls.

While money makes it possible to afford the finer things in life it also means we lose other things. Not in the physical sense but in the form of friendship and family. When we become rich our true friends tend to vanish. Our relatives keep in contact but not for being a family but for the sake of the opportunities that might come with having a relation with an elite.

The spotlight is truly a frightening place. It robs us of our anonymity, of peace. It is impossible to keep our privacy intact and along with it our dignity.

Thousands of eyes watch and gauge our every move waiting for the time that we take a single misleading step.

Ears strain to hear every word of our most innocent conversations.

One of the many things we lose with richness is friends. True friends. I was first hand witness to the sorrow it causes.

I remember the friends I had at school. We were a closely knit group. They knew my parents and I knew theirs.

I have money and look where it got me. A big empty house. Cold unfeeling parents. Pretentious a d decietful friends.

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