I basically spent my twenties trying this and that, doing this and that, selling this and that and nothing really worked out and as for my dad, I was his little princess even though I was old. 
Well then he died on my 29th birthday, can you believe it? I broke down, and well I was a mess – a hot one if I may say, and my pride just wouldn’t let me go back to crash with my grandmama so I stayed back and well it was getting harder and harder to survive.
 I mean rent, food; I had to pay the bills and life was doing me no good. I was officially Young, Dumb and Broke and well it was a good joke for my grandmama because she wanted me to beg her and become a racist women like herself but my pride just said no and now looking back it probably did me a favor. 
So I was now 30 and ohh boy my landlord wanted to kick me out so I had to make a plan, and fast. Suggestions? Well I thought maybe robbing a bank since getting a job didn’t work but it would never happen; then I thought maybe I should Rob a liquor store but I had no gun so it was useless.

Then a crazy but brilliant plan just found it’s way to my head, wanna hear the plan? Ohh god it’s easy robbing my grandmama and borrowing everything from her, not steal No! Borrow. I will borrow everything then she will die of a heart attack; then everything will basically be mine. Genius right!