14/03/2026
My husband almost killed me .
My name is Lizzy , growing up I was a very energetic child .I played , did homework , did my chores , sold sweets and treats to my neighbors and worked at my uncle's shop from time to time .I only rested to sleep .
Yes I didn't come from a rich family but I always had money , I worked hard for it and from a very young age I had my own money, made my own plans with it and never really lacked. I wanted to be a CEO of a huge company when I grow up so I balanced my hustling with my school work to ensure I get good gradesp.
Years later I finished school but my parents told me they could not afford to take me to college , I was heartbroken 💔 .All my friends went to college , I was the I only one in my group that had to take a gap year .I sat home depressed for weeks until my uncle talked me into starting my own small business ."You know some CEOs didn't go to varsity, they built their own companies from scratch, and with your luck you can get very far in business " he said...I asked him what he meant by luck, I didn't believe I had it ..."I mean everytime you work at my shop I double the profits , whenever I want to bet on horses I ask you to pick a number and most of the time you win " he said ...He convinced me that I was born for business and I did not need an accounting degree to make me a business woman .
A few days after this talk I asked my parents to give me a loan so I can buy my first stock and they did , they saw me sinking int depression and hated it so they were only glad to help me make something of my days. The following weekend I had a table outside my house with fried fish, chips and sandwiches...people first bought from me to support me and came back because I made tasty food my business boomed .
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