TWO DIFFERENT WORLD. - by Keeyra Writes✍🏽

THE WORLD BETWEEN THE RICH AND THE POOR. “Mom, why are we sooo richhh?” I smiled — the question snapped me back to reality.I looked up, and there they were: my two little gorgeous princesses, smiling at me. “Mom, Xylen and Xyrie already asked Dad the same thing!” “What question?” I asked, still smiling. “Why are we sooooo richhhhh?” they chorused across the library room. I laughed. “Why did you split yourselves up when you could’ve asked me or Dad together?” Emerald grinned and said, “We wanted to ask you both separately to see if you’d give the same answer. After all, you both own properties, so we have two rich parents.” I couldn’t control the joy that bubbled inside me — hearing those words come from my two-year-olds felt magical. “Mummmm!” Emari screamed. “Xylen and Xyrie will beat us to the gameee!” And just like that, I was back in the present. “Aunty Faith, I need my food please.”E shock you? It shocked me too😂 My little cousin stood in front of me, staring straight into my eyes. She knew something was off with me — but couldn’t, or maybe wouldn’t, figure it out. I laughed and went to the future in my mind. Then I dished her food, returned to my room, and sat silently. I ran my hands through my hair, as if trying to grab my brain, because I felt lost. And when you’re lost, you need to be found. I realized something: every soul has four main paths to wealth in this world: 1. Inherit it. 2. Steal it. 3. Marry into it. 4. Work for it. Unluckily for me, I wasn’t born with a golden spoon. Not even a silver one. I didn’t even fall under middle class. I came from the lowest branch of the tree: poor. I looked at my pen and journal, flipped to an empty page, and began scribbling. That’s when I owned my truth: *I have to work for what I want.* I can’t steal.. nobody’s a fool.Marry into wealth? Sure, I won’t settle for less, but as a friend once told me to live with this mentality: “ *Be a rich wife, not a rich man’s wife.”* So I’m left with one choice: Work for it. Many billionaires started with nothing, and so can I. I might not have it all now, but I can own it all someday. It wasn’t until I turned 19, just months before 20, that I began seeing life differently. I’d known since age 10 that I didn’t want to be poor , but knowing meant nothing because my words had no action. I let my weak mentality eat me alive. Growing up among the middle class, I thought they were lucky. I dreamed of getting a good job and stopping there. But now, I see them rushing to work every morning, trying to impress bosses and avoid trouble with the government. That’s not the life I want. The moment I tasted wealth through books, I knew I had to rise. I had to learn . I had to act . The first step? Change my perspective. The poor often have the most toxic mindset.. hating the rich, thinking the rich owe them help. “The rich don’t care about us. The rich are exploiting us.” But why can’t we also take risks, make sacrifices, and create something for ourselves? Someone once asked me, “What do you want to do every morning after marriage?” I said, “Call my kids, teach them how wealth works. Not tell them, You can be like Bill Gates when you grow up, but tell them, Look around you...you can become like Mum and Dad if you do this.” I want to be the living example my children see... not just the dream they’re told about. History is written by the rich,so the poor get blamed for everything :A PIECE OF ADVICE So, do I want to run for my daily food? No.I want to run to digest my daily food. <a class="tc-blue" href="https://twocents.space/insights/tag/keeyra">#keeyra</a>

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