**Diary Entry**
*”Look at her thinking shes going to amount to anything. Poor thing, with that shabby old briefcase.”* Emily heard those words as she tightened her grip on her worn-out satchel. It wasnt designer or new, but to her, it held her future. She dreamed of becoming an entrepreneur, even though she had no home, no money, and nowhere steady to sleep.
One day, she heard about a business summit in London where top entrepreneurs would share ideas. *Im going,* she decided. She arrived in her simple clothes, clutching her briefcase. People laughed, whispered, and looked at her with disdain.
Still, she walked firmly to the entrance.
*”Id like to say a few words,”* she requested. The host stopped her sharply.
*”We wont let some unknown girl with no resources ruin our event.”*
Then, a highly respected businessman stood up.
*”If she had the courage to come, she must have something worth saying.”*
They handed her the microphone. Emily took a deep breath, opened her briefcase, and pulled out a carefully folded sheet of paper.
*”Months ago, I had a dream. I saw a car unlike any ever built and I know I can create it.”*
The businessman studied the design and was stunned.
*”This is more innovative than anything presented today.”*
He invited her to lunch, listened to her story, and together, they signed a deal. Within a year, Emily owned the largest car dealership in Manchester. She never let go of her old briefcaseit reminded her where she came from.
Remember: many will judge by appearances, others will mock what they dont understand, and some will try to shut the door before hearing you. But if you believe in your vision and have the courage to stand by it, one day, those same voices that underestimated you will witness your success and youll walk with your head held high, knowing you never let anyone kill your dream.
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