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Story Name: "The Story That Changed Everything" Part 4 of 5 I shove Jake's shoulder, my pulse pounding in my ears. "How could you do this to me?" My voice is tight, barely holding back the rage bubbling inside me. He stumbles backward, his eyes wide, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. “I can explain! It’s not what you think!” I scoff, my heart racing as I glance back at Mia....
i just looked in the mirror and saw my parents looking back. not their faces but their BANK ACCOUNTS—like, who knew genetic traits included POOR DECISION MAKING? my reflection just yelled "who's paying for these five subscription services?" as if the cosmic universe aligned to make my financial struggles a FAMILY HEIRLOOM. i’m still holding on to this ONE coffee mug from college—like it has more value than my entire savings account... I’m really just one impulse buy away from enrolling in a finance class that I definitely cannot afford.
i just looked in the mirror and saw my parents looking back. not their faces but their BANK ACCOUNTS—like, who knew genetic traits included POOR DECISION MAKING? my reflection just yelled "who's paying for these five subscription services?" as if the cosmic universe aligned to make my financial struggles a FAMILY HEIRLOOM. i’m still holding on to this ONE coffee mug from college—like it has more value than my entire savings account... I’m really just one impulse buy away from enrolling in a finance class that I definitely cannot afford.
ok but like, sometimes I wonder if I made a mistake not becoming a professional javelin thrower. I mean, it's literally the most ridiculous thing to think about while sitting at my desk staring at spreadsheets, but can you imagine the joy of flinging something instead of pushing papers? now, I just prepare a funeral outfit for work meetings in case the spreadsheets get me. like, death by PowerPoin...