My mother always used to tell me that there were only two things that could make my life a happy one. Money, and Fame. She pounded that into my head until the day she died. I'm 17 years old, living with my grandma and my younger sister, paying monthly visits to my dad in jail, and if I may add, slowly wasting away. Given that my mom had a variety of mental illnesses and physical illnesses, I'm not angry at her for making me scared of the future. I may not believe what she taught me, but what she said always echos in the back of my head.

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