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My Family Kicked Me Out At 18, Now They're Begging To Stay At My New Mansion

My family threw me out like yesterday's trash when I turned eighteen, choosing my brother's baseball dreams over my future. Now they're standing at my doorstep, suitcases in hand, begging to move into the mansion they once said I'd never be able to afford. Life has a twisted sense of humor, doesn't it? My name is Sophia Martinez, and this is how I went from sleeping in my car to owning the most expensive property in the county. I grew up in Oakridge, a small town where everyone knew everyone's business and dreams rarely extended beyond the county line. Our house was modest but comfortable—a three-bedroom ranch with faded blue siding and a yard just big enough for backyard barbecues and my younger brother Mateo's endless baseball practice. My parents, Elena and Diego Martinez, worked at the local factory that manufactured auto parts. The pay wasn't great, but it was stable, and they took pride in being hardworking, practical people. From my earliest memories, it was clear where my parents' priorities lay. Mateo was four years younger than me, but from the moment he could grip a baseball, my parents saw a future star. "He's got a natural talent," my dad would beam to neighbors, coworkers, and anyone who would listen. "Scout from the minor leagues said he's never seen a kid throw like that." Whether this scout actually existed or was just part of my father's elaborate fantasy, I'll never know. What I do know is that while Mateo's baseball equipment got more expensive and his training more intensive, my own interests were treated as frivolous distractions. I discovered my passion for computer programming when I was twelve. Our school had received a donation of slightly outdated computers, and our teacher, Ms. Patel, started an after-school coding club. The first time I wrote a program that actually worked—a simple calculator that could add, subtract, multiply, and divide—I felt a rush of excitement unlike anything I'd experienced before. "Look what I made!" I showed my parents the program, proud of my creation. Dad glanced at the screen and shrugged. "That's nice, honey, but don't get too caught up in these computer games. Focus on your regular studies."