Oh god I have to get going, I can’t miss this. I have to prove I don’t need them.I need to do this on my own. They need to be wrong about me.

I’m on my way inside, I’m running at this point. I bump into someone, I spill my coffee, my notes. I can’t believe this is happening I mutter.

He seems upset, he’s rushing out of the building.

My parents had always thought I would become nothing just an ordinary person working a 9-5 just barely getting by. That was the case for a bit but I worked hard got promotions and when my boss retired I became CEO.

I had done it.

I proved them wrong.

I had done it.