I’ve considered telling my closest friends how uncomfortable I feel when I cannot afford things,but that would mean the end of our friendship as equals
“I’ll meet you there,” I say. “I’ve got something to finish first.” That’s a lie. I just don’t want to buy an hour-long taxi with you; the fare for that is outrageous. No, and better to buy public transport and spend an additional hour and half to save the money.You have no clue,though; none of my friends finish. My parents have sent me to an expensive private school in the hope that I’ll get a expedient education and land a high-paying job. You are here for an education that was your birthright. I am here because my parents have scraped together every penny they have.
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Source: theguardian.com