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Doesn't mean I'm rich Today my parents passed away & I don't know what to do with the money they left so I decided to think. I thought about the poor people, and thought about being a billionaire but I thought if I gave it to the poor people It would be a waste of money, so I decided to find theanswer in a secretly way. I know it might sound like it’s stupid but I believe, in this world there will be a secret, a big big secret. I decided to find out if my parents wrote a note or something before they died. A broken knob x2! It suddenly fell down leaving a bit of scrunched up paper, I hurried to the broken door knob and got out the scrunched up piece of paper, on the paper it said : //Anabel, I’m not sure when you will find my secret here but the reason that I didn’t tell you ages ago is because I thought it will be a bit hard to explain to you because you were too small. If you notice this after I’ve died look in the backyard but if you didn’t just wait................. // //. . . . . // //. , . . . . // //. . //

I noticed these dots on the bottom of the sheet of paper but I didn’t care! As I walked out of the house and in the backyard I squealed “Ouch!” As I tripped over this small hard rock and injured my head, as this secret doorway appeared, I was so excited I screamed “COOL” super loudly. I looked around if no-one was looking and I went in, I hated this water dripping down my shoulders it felt like a rat was peeing on my shoulders! Drip Drip, as if the water tried to wet my paper. As I walked one in one as my sheet of paper got wet, as the letters drifted down with the water a map formed and the dots got jumbled up and down, it felt like as if this was magic water! I followed the map until I reached the end, GOLD!!!!! MONEY!!!! I’M A BILLIONARE!!! As I took the entire gold & money out, I decided to give half of the money to the poor people and half of the money to myself. As I went out, I shook my shoulders, It was so tiring!

So I gave half of the money to myself and half of the money to the poor people, but not entirely half. As I turned on the radio, mix-one-o-one-point-one was on, I heard it call out my name and I thought, maybe it is someone else whose name is the same as mine, but then it said she gave the poor people goods, so I announce her to come out on Tuesday and claim your award! Yay! I squealed YAY! YAY! YAY! On Tuesday I went to the supermarket and heard every-one talking about me (but-even-if-I-didn’t-claim-the-award-Iwill-still-be-very-happy!) So I didn’t.