Who steals from their daughter? My stepmom did. She swiped $5K from my college fund for veneers. For a perfect Hollywood smile. But karma hit faster than a dental drill, leaving her with more regret than glam.
They say money can’t buy happiness, but my stepmom sure thought it could buy a million-dollar smile. The kicker? She stole from my college fund (which was set up by my late mom) to install her veneers and acted like it wasn’t a big deal. But don’t worry! Sit back, relax, and let me tell you about the day karma grew teeth and bit back.
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I’m Kristen, your average 17-year-old with dreams bigger than my stepmom’s ego. My mom passed away when I was young, but she left behind a college fund. It wasn’t huge, but it was a start to secure my future.
My dad, Bob, and I had been adding to it ever since, mostly from my part-time gigs tutoring kids who think “Pi” is something you eat with ice cream. And some babysitting, which paid me weekly.
Everything went well until, ta-da — enter Tracy, my stepmother and the human embodiment of a selfie stick.
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This woman spends more time in front of the mirror than a mime pretending to be trapped in a box. I swear, if vanity were an Olympic sport, Tracy would make Narcissus look like an amateur.
She’s so obsessed with appearances. Her clothes, hair, and nails always have to be perfect. It’s like she’s trying to be a real-life Barbie. (Sorry, Barbie!)
She spends hours in front of the mirror but never has time for anything that really matters, like, oh I don’t know, being a decent human. It’s like she’s got a mirror installed in her brain.
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One fateful day, I came home to find Tracy grinning like she’d just won the lottery.
“Kristen, darling!” she chirped, her voice sweeter than a hummingbird’s diet. “Guess what your amazing stepmom is going to do?”
I raised an eyebrow. “Finally learn how to use the washing machine without flooding the laundry room?”
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Tracy’s smile faltered for a microsecond before returning full force. “No, silly! I’m getting veneers! Isn’t that fabulous?”
“Uh, congrats?” I muttered, wondering why this warranted a full-blown announcement.
“Oh, don’t look so glum!” she gushed. “This is cause for celebration! And the best part? I found a way to make it happen without breaking the bank.”
That’s when my stomach dropped faster than a skydiver with a faulty parachute. “What do you mean?”
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Tracy’s smile widened like a Cheshire cat, except her teeth looked more like a set of construction cones dipped in mustard.
“Well, I borrowed a little from your college fund. Just $5,000!”
I stood there, mouth agape, feeling like I’d just been sucker-punched by the Tooth Fairy on steroids. “You did WHAT? You STOLE my college fund?”
Tracy rolled her eyes dramatically. “Stole? I’m family. It’s not a big deal, honey!”
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“You had NO RIGHT! That money’s for my future. My mom set it up for me.”
“Oh, save the theatrics! It’s just money. And your father agreed to it,” Tracy winked.
Now, that was a lie bigger than her future dental bill. Dad wouldn’t agree to this in a million years. He’s more likely to willingly sit through a marathon of Tracy’s favorite reality TV shows.
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I stormed out, slamming my bedroom door hard enough to make the house shake. I immediately called Dad, who was just as shocked as I was.
“I’ll talk to her,” he promised. In Dad’s terms, that meant “I’ll mention it once and hope it magically resolves itself.”
A few weeks later, Tracy got her veneers. She strutted around the house like she was America’s Next Top Model, flashing her new teeth at every opportunity. It was like living with a deranged lighthouse.
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“Oh, Kristen,” she cooed one evening, “don’t forget to smile at your little tutoring class. Although,” she paused, giving me a once-over, “maybe you should keep your mouth closed. You wouldn’t want to scare those kids away with those ugly alligator teeth of yours!”
I bit my tongue so hard I thought I might need veneers myself. “Right,” I muttered. “Because blowing five grand on fake choppers is totally normal, yeah?”
Tracy’s eyes narrowed. “Watch it, Missy. Remember who puts a roof over your head.”
“Pretty sure that’s still Dad,” I shot back, slamming the door behind me.
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A month after her “transformation,” Tracy decided to throw a BBQ to show off her new chompers to the entire neighborhood. It was like watching a train wreck in slow motion but with more potato salad.
“Ladies, gather ’round!” Tracy announced on the fateful day, clinking her wine glass with a spoon. “I simply must tell you about my transformation!”
Yeah, more like a sci-fi metamorphosis from yellow-stained vampire fangs to a Hollywood smile! I rolled my eyes so hard I could practically see my brain.
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“It’s all thanks to the marvelous Dr. Kapoor,” Tracy gushed. “He’s not just a dentist, he’s an artist! A smile sculptor! A tooth whisperer!”
“Did he whisper to your wallet too?” I muttered under my breath.
Tracy continued, oblivious to my sarcasm. “And of course, some smart investments made it all possible!”
I nearly choked on my lemonade. Smart investments? Is that what we’re calling theft these days?
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Just then, Tracy set her wine glass down and reached for a piece of corn on the cob. “You know, ladies, life is all about taking chances and—”
C-R-A-C-K!
The sound echoed across the backyard like a gunshot. Tracy’s eyes went wide, her hand flying to her mouth faster than you could say “dental disaster.”
“Oh my God, Tracy! Are you okay?” one of her friends gasped.
But Tracy was far from okay. There, nestled in the butter of her corn on the cob, was one of her precious veneers and whatever was left of her rotten tooth. The gap in her smile was so big, it could swallow a whole lollipop!
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“I… I…” Tracy stammered, suddenly sounding like she was auditioning for the role of Sylvester the Cat. “Ekthcuthe me!”
She bolted into the house, leaving behind a yard full of bewildered guests and one very satisfied stepdaughter trying desperately not to burst into maniacal laughter.
The aftermath was more glorious than I could have imagined. Tracy became a dental hermit, refusing to leave the house. When she finally called Dr. Kapoor, I overheard a conversation that was music to my ears and nails on a chalkboard to hers.
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“What do you mean it’ll cotht more to fikth?” Tracy shrieked into the phone. “Thith ith your fault! You thaid thethe were top quality!”
Turns out, Tracy had opted for the bargain basement veneers. The cherry on the cake? She would have to pay a hefty chunk to redo the whole veneer! Karma, as they say, is a witch with a capital B, and she had just given Tracy a dental spanking.
Dad, finally growing a backbone (I checked outside for flying pigs), confronted Tracy that evening.
“We need to talk about Kristen’s college fund,” he said, his voice firm (for the first time in a very looooong time! Way to go, Daddy!)
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Tracy, still hiding her broken smile behind her hand, tried to deflect. “Bob, honey, now’th not the thime. Can’t you thee I’m in a crithith?”
Dad stood his ground. “Crisis? You? No, Tracy. This ends now. You’re going to pay back every cent you took from Kristen’s fund. And if you can’t… well, I think we need to reevaluate this whole situation.”
For the first time since I’d known her, Tracy looked genuinely scared. It was like watching a deer in the headlights (if the deer had really bad dental work and a speech impediment!)
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In the weeks that followed, Tracy became a recluse that would make even the most solitary monk seem like a party animal.
The neighborhood buzzed with gossip about her “dental disaster,” and she couldn’t show her face without someone asking about her “million-dollar thmile.”
As for me? Well, Dad made good on his promise. He’s been working overtime to rebuild my college fund, and Tracy’s been suspiciously quiet about her spending habits.
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I guess it’s hard to argue when you sound like you’re trying to whistle through a mouthful of marbles.
The other day, I caught her staring longingly at a magazine ad for dental implants. I couldn’t resist the opportunity for a little payback.
“Hey, Tracy,” I called out, flashing her my perfectly imperfect “alligator-tooth” smile. “Need thome invethment advithe?”
She scowled and stomped off, but I swear I saw Dad trying to hide a smirk.
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So yeah, my stepmom stole $5,000 from my college fund for a set of fake teeth that made her sound like she was auditioning for the role of the Big Bad Wolf with a speech impediment. But in the end? Karma gave her something to really chew on…
And me? I learned that sometimes, the most valuable things in life aren’t the ones you can buy. They’re the lessons you learn along the way, and the satisfaction of watching justice being served, one broken veneer at a time.
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Plus, I now have enough material to write a bestselling memoir: From Fangs to Fortune: How My Stepmom’s Dental Disaster Saved My College Fund.” How is it?
And who knows? Maybe I’ll even dedicate it to Tracy. After all, without her, I wouldn’t have this toothsome tale to tell.
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This Girl Was Traded to an Older Man for Money as a Child — Now She’s a Famous Actress who Managed to Reconcile with Her 3 Daughters
This future star had a difficult upbringing because of her mother, who traded her for a few hundred bucks and was a chronic drinker. She overcame everything, had a successful profession, and is now a mother of three daughters.
Some Historical Details Regarding the Actress
Demi Gene Guynes is her birth name, and she was born on November 11, 1962. After just two months of marriage, her mother Virginia King was abandoned by her birth father, Air Force Airman Charles Harmon Sr.
Her parents had split up by the time this future celebrity was born. Her mother remarried Dan Guynes, a newspaper advertising salesperson, when she was three months old. Their frequent employment changes caused them to have to move multiple times, as her stepfather did.
She had two eye surgeries at the age of twelve to treat severe strabismus. She also experienced kidney disease, and when she was thirteen, she learned the truth about her biological father. She moved in with her grandma while still a teenager, leaving her mother behind.
Before enrolling in acting school, Demi Moore joined with the Elite Modeling Agency and enrolled at Fairfax High School, which she left in her junior year. She married musician Freddy Moore in 1981, adopting his last name for the duration of her successful creative career, which coincided, fortunately, with her breakthrough year.
She started acting in 1981, first in “General Hospital” and then in the movie “Choices.” After that, she acted in films such “No Small Affair” and “Blame It on Rio” from 1984. She began to gain notoriety in 1985 after starring in “St. Elmo’s Fire.”
With “About Last Night,” Demi experienced a favorable career turning point the following year. Jerry Zucker’s 1990 romantic fantasy thriller “Ghost” is her most popular film, nevertheless. With performances in “A Few Good Men,” “Indecent Proposal,” and “Disclosure,” the actress rose to the A-list.
She rose to the top of Hollywood’s pay scale in 1995 because to her performance in “Striptease.” She had a successful career, but her marriage to Freddy was short-lived—it lasted barely five years.
She rose to the top of Hollywood’s pay scale in 1995 because to her performance in “Striptease.” She had a successful career, but her marriage to Freddy was short-lived—it lasted barely five years.
She wed Bruce Willis in 1987, and the two went on to become one of the most well-known pairs until their divorce in 2000. Tallulah Belle, Scout LaRue, and Rumer Glenn were the couple’s three offspring. In 2005, following her divorce from Bruce, she entered into her third marriage.
2013 saw the dissolution of the star’s marriage to Ashton Kutcher. Demi disclosed that she miscarried in the sixth month of her pregnancy, albeit she did not go on to have children with the younger actor.
On September 24, 2019, Demi released her candid autobiography. Her difficult upbringing, the challenges she overcame, and her resiliency were all detailed in the book “Inside Out.” One topic covered in her autobiography, which became an instant number-one New York Times bestseller, was her challenging upbringing.
The bond between Demi and her mother
The actress discussed her childhood in the book, revealing that her parents struggled with alcoholism and that she was reared in a home where there were arguments, infidelity, and frequent moves. Demi’s mother tried suicide when she was just 12 years old, and Demi had to save her from an overdose.
With her father holding her lips open, Demi had to remove the medications her mother had attempted to consume. That was only one of countless incidents like it. When she discovered her parents’ marriage license when she was thirteen, she came to the conclusion that Dan Guynes, the man she had known as her father, was not actually her biological father.
Her mother had lied to her when she had inquired if Dan was her father. Demi asked her Texas-based aunt when she was there, and eventually she invited her biological father to stay. Virginia never intended for her daughter to be aware of her biological father.
Demi realized that her mother had felt protective, but she also felt deceived by everyone but herself. Virginia took her out to clubs as a teenager, hoping that men would notice them. Her mother firing her at the age of fifteen was another extremely traumatic incident that permanently defined her adolescence. It is said that Virginia traded her to a friend who then sexually assaulted her.
The actress mentioned that the man disclosed the $500 he had provided her adolescent mother to be with her when she spoke with Diane Sawyer of “Good Morning America” about her memoir. She doesn’t think her mother sold her, despite the fact that it was a terrible experience.
She did, however, accuse her mother of placing her in danger and allowing a male to access her body. She was aware that Virginia was unable to keep her safe, though. Later on, Demi had children of her own and found it difficult to raise them well.
What Kind of Mother Did Demi Play?
Following the release of her book, Demi appeared on numerous TV shows where she discussed her difficult upbringing and bond with her mother. She recalled that she had taken up the role of caring for her mother following Dan and Virginia’s separation.
Because her mother was an alcoholic at the time, taking care of her was difficult. Demi’s stepfather, who was 37 at the time, killed himself two years after she and her mother split up. Only his suicide made Virginia’s alcoholism worse.
Demi severed her relationship with her mother in 1990 when she left a paid rehabilitation stay. But the actress made amends with Virginia prior to her 1998 cancer death.
Tallulah, the star’s daughter, also had a tense connection with her mother, similar to how the actress felt about her own mother. The difficult connection between Tallulah and Demi started after the actress was wed to Ashton.
The mother-daughter duo struggled to communicate with each other. Tallulah felt abandoned because the actress struggled with addiction and was reliant on Ashton.
Tallulah felt even more abandoned after Rumer and Scout moved out. She thought the actress had forgotten about her and had stopped loving her. Tallulah admitted that she hadn’t spoken to Demi in almost three years in a Mother’s Day 2020 Instagram post, and the occasion made it even more painful for her.
But Tallulah had “a metamorphosis of inward self-reflection,” and her capacity for forgiveness made their separation possible to end. Now that she and her well-known mother have made amends, Demi plays a vital role in her life.
She often pondered the kind of relationship she would have had with a 26-year-old Demi had they crossed paths back then. Tallulah assumed they would have laughed a lot, but she said that she now “revel[ed] in all that” her mother has taught and is teaching her.
“I see where you came from and what this day means for you.”
She affectionately ended her statement by praising her mother’s every flaw and saying that she loved the actress “eternally.” Demi had her kids look over the book’s draft and make suggestions, but none of them made any changes.
Scout expressed her pride in the actress for having at last done some introspection after spending so much time in survival mode. According to the star’s daughter, Demi’s memoir demonstrated how at ease and secure she is in her own skin.
Nonetheless, the book brought up some awkward memories for the three siblings, who have also battled with substance abuse and difficulties related to their bodies. Scout acknowledged that they were challenged by the book since their mother tried to share the most vulnerable aspects of her life, which also happened to be the most painful for their daughter.
The book provided Rumer with additional in-depth information about their mother’s past. She believed that while kids thought their parents were gods, as they got older, they realized they were simply regular humans.
Demi and her kids are closer than ever these days. Because of their intimacy, they were placed in quarantine together during the coronavirus outbreak. Bruce together with his spouse and kids were part of the family. They demonstrated their unity as a blended family in a statement from February 2023, when they supported Bruce in his battle against his 2022 aphasia diagnosis.
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