Here is another story I am writing. Thanks for the idea, Nehemiah!
CHAPTER 1
Cassandra was a beautiful girl, with her long, raven black hair and luminous green eyes. She was tall and slender. She was also rich. Very rich. She had been ever since her parents died and she had been adopted by her rich aunt and uncle. She had two cousins, but they were grown-up, with children, so they did not have any impact on her life whatsoever. She was rather spoiled and selfish, because her aunt and uncle’s attention was taken up by her, and only her. Cassandra’s uncle brought her presents when came home from his office. She was twelve. A few years went by in this fashion, until one day, Cassandra’s uncle, whom she called Uncle Andrew, came home from his office, his face drawn and gray. "The bank...it lost all its money," he gasped. Cassandra’s aunt, whose name was Christiana, spoke sharply. "You mean... we are bankrupt!" She actually swayed on her feet. She was carried up to bed shortly after, and Cassandra ate dinner in the kitchen alone. She wondered why being bankrupt was bad.