It was your typical rainy night in Kutztown. I was walking back from my Wednesday night class with a miserable scow on my face; I couldn’t wait to get back to my room and curl up in my bed. I was almost to my dorm when I tripped over a soggy lump in the middle of Main Street. Luckily my night class gets out at nine o’clock so no one was around to see me splash into a puddle in the middle of the street. I sat up and looked at the lump; it was a brown burlap bag. I picked it up, it was heavy. I couldn’t just leave it in the road so I took it to the sidewalk an opened it up out of curiosity. I was amazed at what I saw it was full of cash, all $100 dollar bills! I jammed the sack into my book bag and hurried to my dorm and stuck it in my hamper full of dirty clothes. I hid it there until I could transport it back home where I gave half of it to my mother so she could fix up the house; pay off the mortgage and her car payment amongst other bills. I wasn’t so responsible with my half. The first thing I did was buy a brand new car; no longer would I drive a p.o.s that barley got me to the end of the block. The second purchase I made was a new bed, a large comfy bed. I couldn’t stand sleeping in a bed that my feet hung off of and was about as soft as plywood. The third thing I did was throw a massive party for me and all my friends, much to the discretion of my mother, who I had to pay off. Luckily I wised up as my funds began to dwindle and i quickly paid off all of my student loans. I put the rest aside for the grossly overpriced textbooks I would need to buy over the next two years. Any remaining funds went into my “rainy day” collection. Never again would I be bored on a rainy day.
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