'Do something with your life.' He yelled, and then reminded me. 'I came from nothing and worked to become a multi millionaire.'
'Your sister sponsors two foundations, you should too.'
I had a business. It was selling drugs to all my rich friends, I was making a shit ton of money. I just couldn't tell him.
I met my 'partners' that night at the new hospital being built. We argued about some missing cash.
I began chuckling, as the cement poured over me. My father got his wish, I was now part of a foundation.
About the Creator
I have enjoyed writing for most of my life, never professionally.
I wish to now share my stories with others, lets see where it goes.
Born and raised on the Canadian Prairies, I currently reside on the West Coast. I call both places home.