rags to riches

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My name is Lancey and this is my story.

I live in New York City and are you was homeless my mom and dad abandoned me when I was young so I grew up basically on the street. I bounced from foster home to foster home looking for a purpose but here we are and I never found one. I used to think that people like me never belonged but now I have over six point million and I'll tell you my story 


I'll start my story from about three days before my fortune it was like any other. I was embarrassingly about to steal a piece of bread from a shop I know this dates I don't know 300 years but when you're out there do what you got to do it. I went up and I reached for the bread the man at the counter when and backhanded me straight up to the nose blood squirted everywhere I know you guys already loved me for all these gory details. 

Get out of my shop before I call the police he yelled 

Please I'm hungry I haven't eaten in 3 days I cried trying to get his pity 

You know what can you sing he asked 

Yeah 

If you sing tonight I will give you half of the profits 

I immediately said yes. Between us, I didn't at the time know I could sing. 

Couple hours past before showtime hit 

He handed me a small blue dress he said I had belonged to his daughter. I put on the dress and I have two-stage I sang the only song I know blackbirds."Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise" 

I took a deep breath not knowing if I did a good job but I kept on going 

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to be free

Blackbird fly, blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird fly, blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night. 

The song ended and everyone looked astonished at me as I had just won a Nobel Peace Prize. 

The shopkeeper looked like I was a ghost. 

You never said you could sing like that he gasped 

I don't know when you asked I lied I didn't even know if I could sing I replied 

Oh you can sing you sound better than most pop stars I hear on the radio 

Well, thank you. 

That night was the first night I started on my way to fortune. I have made $600 that night and it grew I booked my first record label when I was 16 and since then I'm right now in Japan. I went back to that one night on the streets where I grew up.I thought about my life how I went from literal rags to living the High Life. the Sounds I heard when I closed my eyes every night are so different from the sounds I heard growing up. I went to go find my mom and dad around 2 years after my fame and it wasn't pretty what I heard. It turns out they died nova car crash a year after I was born growing up things I hated it turned out hi is my happily Ever After Story and right now I donate a lot of time to shelters in orphanages where I know I can make a difference I went from living on the streets to owning a mansion in 3 years and I lived happily ever after the end.

November 17, 2019 04:59

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