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I was scrolling through my feed when I stumbled on a hot topic. [Is 500 dollars a month all an adopted kid gets?] The post said: [I'm an orphan, raised by my aunt. I busted my ass to get into a top university, but I only get 500 dollars a month for living expenses. [Meanwhile, Braden, my aunt's own son, who just made it into a second-rate college, gets one thousand a month. [Adopted kids are treated worse than dogs. When will this miserable life of living under someone else's roof finally end?] The comments were all over the place. [500 dollars is more than enough for food, okay? Honestly, your aunt should raise a dog instead of you.] [If she's adopted you, she should treat you the same as Braden. Why the double standard?] [Well, Braden's a guy. He probably eats more. Plus, the cost of living varies by city. Why not just talk to your aunt about it?] The poster replied right away. [I've asked her a few times, but she's just super stingy and won't budge. Guess I'll try again, but honestly, I'm not holding my breath.] I shook my head, about to close the post, when my niece Cecilia Clayton, whom I'd raised myself, walked in. "Aunt Daphne, is it possible to get a little more for my living expenses?" Cecilia asked.