I Accidentally Became A Millionaire At Age 18 (I worked for a rich lady) | This is my story
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Hi everyone, I’m Ryder and while I grew up as an orphan, I’ve made my way to becoming a millionaire by accident.
All I ever knew about my parents was that they died while I was still a baby, so I was put into foster care. And it definitely wasn’t pretty. There were guys that would pick on me every single day. You could say I always looked and acted like a young gentleman so the boys saw me as a weirdo. Very soon, I found this dirty cellar that I could hide in for most of the day and read, but I had no idea how much I’d still have to live through until I was able to find true happiness.
When I was 16, I already knew how to outsmart these guys so they would leave me alone, but they managed to find another way to intimidate me. As I remember, it was midnight, I heard these three 17-year-olds talking. One of them said that he knows a way to get into the
system and check our paperwork. I was pretending to be asleep but I wanted to join them...so much. I mean, who wouldn’t want to know if there is someone waiting for them outside?
So, as soon as they sneaked out of our room, I followed. I tried to stay quiet and keep my distance. I heard them turning on the computer, whispering, laughing, then whispering again... I needed to hear more but I knew if I get closer, they’ll see me and I’ll get in trouble. “Is that Ryder’s?” - I heard one of their voices. And as soon as I heard my name, I couldn’t stop myself. And curiosity nearly killed the cat. At least mentally. Because as soon as they saw me, they got incredibly angry, stood in front of me, and said the most horrible thing I could imagine. My parents weren’t dead. They were very much alive but they gave me up because they didn’t want me. They even asked foster care to drive me to the farthest place possible. Now I knew for sure that I had nobody. Well, at least then.
After that, I felt that time started passing very quickly and I got more and more anxious about getting out… I had nowhere to go and nobody was waiting for me. I was pretty good at all the academic stuff, but there was no way I was getting into college being homeless. The day I left the group home was the strangest day of my life...
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