School's been a sore topic for me ever since I was a child. Back then, my family had struggled to find a job to afford rent. Dad did odd jobs, barely racking up enough.
Kids would tease and bully me for being poor. I used to cry to Mom about how unfair life was. Dad started becoming more determined to get a stable job and show everyone that he could do something right.
Dad worked hours upon hours, designing something. Mom wouldn't let us in the basement. Finally, he was done. His machine was very promising and he decided to get some investors. It took off and sales flew through the roof. We moved out of our tiny apartment and moved into a mansion.
Dad started having meetings more and more as the years went by. Mom is a famous defense attorney. She's involved in many high-profile cases around the country. Mom started working long late hours at the firm. Maids started taking care of us. They were all in it for the money. Some even liked Dad.
Dad started having lipstick marks that were a