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My Triumph
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Continúa, Has publicado sep 02, 2023
A lot of people say that money is everything, these words are just the worst of everything.
In contrast, money is not everything but everything needs money, this one sounds better because it's realistic.
Another one, money can't buy happiness but it will certainly get you a better class of memories, agree with the first half of it but the other half.. better class of memories..? that isn't quite right..
Personally the best one to come is that money is the one who needs to work for us, not we are the one who works for it.

This story is about what money brings into my family, my life, and everything.
Not brave enough to fight back, lack of knowledge, hence all I can do all this time is holding my shield and guarding myself and my three angels.
No matter how long and how strong someone can hold the shield, there will be a time where they will get up and fight back.
My time finally comes where I draw my sword and get ready to attack my opponents.
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He had rules for a reason, or thats what he said. I did something wrong I got punished. I spoke out of turn, I got punished. I looked at him or ate without permission, I got punished. Haven thats what they named me funny isn't it? Ironic really. They named me Haven because my mom would say I was her 'Safe Haven'. What a pile of shit that was. She left willingly, she didn't depart because of some tragic accident. My father didn't kill her. She left because she was a coward who didn't want kids. As soon as my older brother went to college she left. I knew she hated me. I was the product of her love with another man. A constant reminder that her life didn't work out the way it was planned. He who ever he was is a phantom in its own. A deep rooted fantasy never going to come true. My brother left, my mother left, my grandma ignored, and my father broke. They let me give up hope on escaping and then decided to play hero. But I haven't forgotten everything I went through. Guilt consumes my brother but I don't care, you don't get to leave and then buy a reprieve of trying to save someone who has been dead for years. Besides lets just be honest I reached my breaking point long ago.