I have traveled through time. My family is a wealthy family. My parents love me and I am satisfied.
The plague came and my parents were gone, leaving behind a considerable amount of property and two little buns.
Seeing those who were trying to figure out my property on my left, those who were planning on my marriage on the right, and those who were kicking me to ask for my hand in marriage, I yelled: "Get out of my way, I'll find my own man."
PS: Re-write, this time it will be better than last time