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"Amanda, did you read the latest news?"

"What news, sister?"

"They broke the Exchange where you have your cryptos!"

"What are you saying?" She shouted in a huff while manipulating the screen of her smartphone with glee.

Amanda followed the advice of Michael, the family crypto trader, despite Sophie's objections.

"I told you, sis! I didn't understand your attitude; you took an unnecessary risk on that platform.

"Shut up!" She felt the blood boiling on her face and shortness of breath until everything around her: went dark.

Michael left the room and peeked out from the upper floor to find out what all the fuss was about.

"Come down, boy! Help me with Amanda!"

So, he soon ran to help.

"Mom, what's wrong with my aunt?"

"Can't you see she's fainted! Come on, help me get her up!"

Mother and son carefully took her by her hands and feet, lifting her up with difficulty. Amanda was a little overweight and staggering. They let her fall on the wide sofa.

"Mom, tell me what happened."

"It's your fault!"

"Me!" The boy answered in surprise.

"Yes, you."

"How? I don't understand."

"Why did you put those crazy ideas in his head about Internet money?"

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

"Your aunt just lost her retirement savings in the Exchange that went bankrupt!"

"No way!" The boy put both hands to his head and turned away.

"Son, I told you those are scams."

Michael was silent for a while. He was absorbed in thinking about how his aunt Amanda had trusted the Exchange. On several occasions, she told him how these institutions worked, which he considered a necessary evil as long as there was no mass adoption and paradigm shift.

"Mom, cryptos are not scams. Well! Some are. Before investing in a crypto project, one should research its fundamentals."

"Of course, these are scams!" Sophie answered indignantly.

"Mommy, let me explain for the umpteenth time."

Silence briefly reigned in the living room until Amanda mumbled some unintelligible words.

Mother and son approached her and called her name. But she continued to sleep. Disconnected from reality.

So, they let her rest, and both walked (in silence) to the kitchen area. Sophie looked in the cupboard, in one of the containers, for some leaves that she then placed in the small pot half-filled with water, making it boil on a low flame on the back left burner of the stove.

"Michael, you're a fool!"

"Don't start that again, Mom. I'm not stupid at all!

"I hope you didn't bet your savings too."

"Mother. I don't gamble. I invest."

"Yes, of course!" "Look in your aunt's mirror!"

"Mother!"

Suddenly, Amanda came into the kitchen, still sleepy, and when she saw her nephew, she looked him straight in the eyes.

"Tell me we didn't lose everything!"

"I don't understand how you can still trust a centralized Exchange!"

Michael turned his back on her and walked back to his room, but not before telling her that he would be back. So the sisters were stunned by the uncertainty.

"Amanda, come on. Drink tea from these leaves, a recipe recommended by my neighbor."

"Do you trust the neighbor?"

"As much as you trust, Michael. She is a botanist, but Michael did not study cryptocurrencies anywhere."

"Sophie! Amanda exclaimed, looking at her in bewilderment."

"I'm very sorry for your losses. That's what you get for trusting digital money not backed by the government or the bank."

"Tell me, Michael, did she tell you about I lost my savings?"

"No, dear. But I suspect that Michael bet it all."

Amanda looked at her as she carefully sipped the steaming tea from the white cup.

Michael was back, holding in his right hand; a small metallic device similar to a Pendrive but with a tiny screen and button panel.

"Aunt. Here are your savings. Who told you that you had lost it?"

"Your mother!" Amanda answered, giving Sophie a withering look.

"I thought so!" Sophie said sadly.

"You better not think like that and start trusting your son more!"

"That's enough! It was all a misunderstanding. -Said Michael, adding, "Something key in the cryptographic world is that you own the private keys of your accounts. A Centralized Exchange is like a traditional Bank. I am very sorry for the losses of those who entrusted the custody of their money there. The problem with banks and centralized exchanges is that you are exposed to good or bad management of their administrators. I think. Who can take better care of your money than you."

"Nephew, I trust you."

"Well, aunt! I think that with this experience. You are now ready to take full control of your wallet. You know! I will always be at your disposal to help you in this new emerging economy."

"Sophie, I hope you also learn something about the crypto market from your son. Besides being intelligent, he is honest and reliable."

That day, Sophie received her first class.

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An original short story by @janaveda

Image by Moondance on Pixabay

Thanks for reading me. I hope this short story is to your liking. I would very much like to read your comments in this regard to enrich myself with your criticism.

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A good lesson. If you don't hold it, you don't own it.

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Hi, @deirdyweirdy

Yes, that's the lesson Michael taught his Aunt Amanda. You have to keep your cryptos in non-custodial wallets under your full control.

Thanks for stopping by.

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Oh, brilliant. The symbolism of the “botanist tea” is staggering. Marvellous dialogue. Funny and wise! 💕💕💕💕💕🤗❤️😂😢💕😂❤️❤️🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

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You knock the wind right out of our sails with this stupendous piece.

We wait with baited breath to discover the fate of poor aunt Amanda. Heresy is such a powerfully negative “thing”, counting your losses before you’ve, actually, counted them might be a very current phenomenon, under the present crypto circumstances. But..but, you measure the world of “magic money” against the superstitious belief in “magic tea”, then you show, rather than tell us the difference. Beautifully done!

Stunning writing, a true showpiece.

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Hi @theinkwell

Very flattered by the good review of the short story set in the link between two generations and how they face our era.

I had a lot of fun in the writing process empathizing with each character. Without wisdom aspirations, I hope that my fellow readers extract useful perspectives to enter new scenarios.

Greetings.

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Many lessons to learn from this piece. One should be patient to know the true state of situation before counting one's losses.

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Hello, @lighpen

Yes, in the small, one can also find unnoticed treasures.

We never stop surprising ourselves.

Thanks. Happy Weekend!

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I wish you a splendid weekend too.

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Interesting story, we are immersed in one emotion and another, but seeing Michael serene and calm we are interested in the outcome of the story. What a great greetings.

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Hello, @jemina1996

You are right! One must act based on a proper appreciation of the situation. Sure, we are emotional beings, and sometimes without realizing it, it doesn't play a trick on us.

Reality is subjective and depends on consensus.

Thanks for your nice comment.

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Interesting story, the writing and the drama you gave it fascinated me, you also leave valuable lessons for those who are starting a project, call it in this case investment in cryptocurrencies, in which you should not get carried away by everything they say, it is better to make sure of things but with the help of someone wise and experienced in the subject. Excellent work

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Hello, @nathy33

Thank you for your nice interpretation of the short story. I learn a lot with each criticism I receive after posting some fiction. And today I am learning a lot.

Happy weekend.

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I enjoyed your story, @janaveda. The comparison of the different types of knowledge is very clever!

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Hi, @jayna

I also really enjoyed writing it. I am grateful to you for your accurate advice for new writers. Although I have spent a lifetime writing, I never stop learning.

Happy Weekend.

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