Katie glanced up from her spot on the plush, overstuffed couch as the front door creaked open. “Oh, you made it?” she drawled, her voice dripping with boredom. The sound of laughter and the pitter-patter of little feet echoed around her; other children darted from room to room, their energy filling the air with a sense of chaos.

At just ten years old, Katie had already mastered the art of getting what she wanted. The luxurious house around her was a playground, and for this entire birthday week, it was her kingdom. With her parents away, she reveled in her newfound freedom—a privilege most kids could only dream of. Outside, the frontyard and backyard buzzed with the delight of children engaging in mischief, oblivious to the rules, while Katie lounged with an air of entitlement, watching the scenes unfold like it was all meant just for her. There were 200 children; all rich, entitled, and in between 7 and 17. Katie had deep blue eyes and golden blonde hair. A table with dozens of gift bags and wrapped presents sat in the corner of the living room, all for Katie to open. In the kicken, food ranging from hotdogs to exotic fruits sat, and the frontyard and backyard had multiple activities and food stands.