By Cionna, Elijah, Jahira; Terry Illustrated by Cionna
I wish I was rich, then I heard about this job that gives millions of dollars and my skills will surely help me succeed. The problem is the people in the office is racist reminding you black history month has just passed, I can't accomplish my dream so what should I do? I made my own company and have over hundreds of dollars, I give my employees equal rights and money, now I shall show the employees/employers that I can make my own money without any toxic feelings at work. The smell of victory is so fresh.
My company was not obtained easily I had to go threw hell and back for this. If I told you all the obstacles I went through to accomplish my dreams as this position you would think I'm crazy for doing so, In life you would think I was reading you a movie script. So let me tell you how it all begun.
I started my company right in college during a job hunt, while I was growing my business day by day. It wasn't as easy as I thought, I had to go through it all, love, fear, and being heartbreaks. Some of my closes friends turned to there backs on me and turned to my enemies.
A couple months after my company success, my mom died to a very bad car crash. I cried and cried and I even stopped working. After that week passed I realized that my mom wouldn't want me to just give up my dreams for her death. I got back to work and started working harder than ever.
Work was the only thing I had left. My friends and family abandoned me a long time ago. The last breaths of my mother led me to believe that to gain one you must lose many. My dreams will be accomplished no matter what, I must prove to the world my hard work and hope wasn't a delusion. It's reality. Years later, my company made it to first place as one of the most successful businesses. Another year later, I married into a kind family and was blessed with a wonderful daughter. Her hair was orange as the autumn leaves under the warm sun and cool emerald eyes which can freeze anyone's heart with one glance. She reminded me of all my troubles of love and loss. She truly looked like an angel of salvation. No, she was my salvation. I gave my daughter every last love I had. Now I can rest in peace knowing my sacrifice was not in vain. My dream was finally reality.