Until I turned 18, this money was kept in my parents' bank account. But as time passed, I started feeling more and more hopeless. My parents didn't answer my questions about my grandfather's inheritance. Instead, they made promises they didn't keep and distracted me with other things.
Their refusal to discuss the problem only made me feel more upset and worried. The thought of going to college and pursuing my passion for flying seemed more and more distant as time passed, slipping away from me like sand.
I was very excited and looking forward to the next part of my life when I turned 19, but my dreams were completely shattered by a surprising discovery. I was excited to see the money in my account that would allow me to pay for my college studies.
To my surprise, I discovered that there was no money left in my previously wealthy account. I was very surprised and confused when I talked to my parents and asked them to clarify their shocking betrayal. Their response surprised me a lot; it was hard to accept, a tale of greed, favoritism, and selfishness.
I discovered that they used all the money saved for my college to help my brother, who was in a lot of debt and had spent his own money on an expensive car and a luxurious lifestyle. I felt a mix of intense emotions like anger, dislike, and feeling let down when I saw the truth.
"Did you use my college money to help him avoid disaster?" I snarled, feeling a mix of shock and anger in my trembling voice. "You gave it to him easily, after all the hopes and effort I put into that savings and all the things I gave up?"
My parents exchanged a sad look, their faces showing a mix of guilt and regret. My mother said urgently, "We thought we were doing what was best for the family." "Your brother needed help, and we couldn't just watch him suffer."
"Are you telling the truth?" I reacted angrily, speaking harshly. "Did you sacrifice my future because of his mistakes?" Why did you do this to me?
Their great betrayal made me feel overwhelmed, lost, and lonely, surrounded by doubt and despair, causing tears to well up in my eyes. My parents' self-centered behavior and lack of attention made my dreams, which used to be full of hope, fall apart right in front of me.
"And what about my dreams?" I demanded firmly, speaking with strong emotion. What about the life I had dreamed of? Did you consider that significant?
My parents looked embarrassed and stayed silent. It was a harsh admission of wrongdoing, showing a lot about their wrong priorities and lack of care for my dreams and goals. I am the only girl in my family, so remember that.
How is it possible that my parents prioritize my brother's luxurious way of living over my own dreams and wishes? Deciding to spend the rest of their money on a huge house that showed off their selfish desires was what ultimately caused their downfall.
It was a strong reminder of where their loyalties truly were and deeply hurt them. My family's fake love and support disappeared suddenly, revealing feelings of betrayal and distrust. It was hard to accept!
My parents had to handle the consequences of what I did as I turned and left the room. At that moment, I promised myself I would never forgive them for betraying me.
I couldn't bring myself to confront them, I couldn't bear to look into their eyes and see the betrayal that had broken our family apart reflected in them. My brother became the focus of my anger and dislike because he got caught up in our parents' unwise choices.
Even though I knew he meant well, the fact that he had kept the stolen money troubled me deeply.
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