I plopped down into my raggedy old couch and melted into the comfort of my worn in spot. My dog, Lawrence came and jumped up next to me and gave me a heart-warming lick on the face. Lawrence always puts a smile on my face after my long days working at a shipping company. I’m 35 and my boss is only 20. He inherited the company and I absolutely despise him. He gives me long tiresome hours and short breaks. Anyways I turn on my small 32 inch box tv and flip to the lottery channel. Its almost seven o’clock so I pull out my lottery ticket from my pocket and shift my eyes to the television. The attractive lady who calls out the numbers says, “here we go, the moment you’ve all been waiting for.” I think in my head this is the moment I have been waiting for the last two years of buying lotto tickets. She reads off the numbers one by one. 42…3…5…7…she takes a dramatic pause for the last number and reads off 2. I look at my lottery ticket at pure amazement. I pause the TV and look at the numbers over and over again until it truly sinks in. I won. Holy s*** I just won. A giant smile washes over my face and I just start jumping around. My dog barks in excitement and I just keep jumping around yelling out, “I won, ya that’s right I won!!!! Ya baby!!!” In my excitement I forgot to see how much I won so I pear over at the TV and see the amount. It’s more money than I could ever dream of spending. It’s 245 million dollars.

Suddenly my legs lock and start shaking and I faint into my couch. I wake up to my yapping dog licking my face and start fumbling into my pocket freaking out that it could have been all a dream and then I find the ticket and am place right back into reality. Its only 8:00 but out of all the excitement and confusion I decide to just eat my microwave dinner and head to sleep. I jump into my bed and just lay there for an hour trying to clear my mind and allow myself to sleep and let this all just settle in. I cant so I get up and go over to my computer and go on the internet. I start looking at Ferrari’s, mansions, pools, boats, and so on. I’m overwhelmed by the idea that I can actually afford these items. I start looking up stories of lottery winners and see how many of them get the lottery curse. Where all there friend leave them and their simple lives from before become too complicated. I say to myself that that wont be smart. I’ll be smart about my money. I keep browsing online until It’s 2 am. Then I fall asleep.
I woke up to my 6:00 daily alarm. I confidently turn it off and head back to sleep. I wake up once again at 11 and go to my favorite breakfast place southern kitchen and order the breakfast of champions. It consists of 2 pancakes three eggs 3 slices of bacon and 3 sausages. I finish it and leave a 30$ check. I then go to work and walk right up to my boss. He begins to reprimand me for being so late. I then just hand him my name tag and say, “I quit” I wanted to keep it simple and powerful and then I just walked out standing so tall my head was threw the skies. I the went to the address specified on the ticket and went to claim my prize after about an hour of boring paperwork and tax issues I was left with 150 million dollars in my bank account an entire world out there that I had never thought was accessible. I first decided I wanted to sell my house as quickly as possible. I hired a real estate person and she managed to sell my house within a week. Within that week I found the perfect new living quarters for me. My new house was the most beautiful house ever in Lake Tahoe. It’s 3 stories all imported mahogany with a giant car garage. It has a beautiful view over the lake. It’s own private beach with a dock. And I would describe the interior as modern. With lots of glass and shiny metal. The most important room the master bedroom is the size of my old house with a hot tub size bathtub. I got a water be for I always wanted one and a 90 inch tv. I bought what was always my dream car and decided not to go over borad. I got a new Subaru sti. Its not your usual millionaire car but its what I had always dreamed about so I got it. Along with my new jeep, BMW and bronco. But my sti was my baby with 900 hp and and $100,000 of custom parts. I’m proud to say it’s the most badass sti in the world.
Anyways After about a month of getting comfortable into my new lifestyle. I met a beautiful blonde at the club. After about a week of dating it became very evident that she was just using me for my money so I ended it with her. Another women in my life my mom who I purchase a nice house for in Florida began to pesture me for more money. She has been an alcoholic all her life and my dad died at an early age. Out of fear she would spend it all on alcohol I refused to give her the money. She called me up and in a slurred drunk fashion started yelling at me in anger. Saying that I didn’t lover her and horrible stuff. Its crazy bow much money changes people. All of my friends from work began to be way too nice to me every time I had them over or througha small party. It made me uncomfortable and I didn’t truly know who were my real friends. I felt lonelier than I had ever felt when I only lived with my dog in my small house. Every girl I brought to my house seemed the same. They were super nice and then would ask to go shopping or for gifts. I felt used and was fed up with it.

One day while skipping rocks in the water hungover from last nights partying I had a revelation. I realized I should use my money to help the less fortunate instead of dealing with the heartache of ungrateful deceiving friends. I founded a program for third world countries and began to set up houses and send water and necessities to survive. It felt so good I sold all my belongings and moved down there I met a women down there and she didn’t know I was rich but saw how much good I was doing and fell in love with me. We got married down there and I revealed how much money I had to her. She shrugged and said that’s nice. She didn’t care about the money she love me for who I was. After a few years of helping the poor, we decided to travel the world we went everywhere and had so much fun. It was the greatest times of our lives. We met so many new people and tried new things everywhere we went. We decided to settle down in a small house in Paris and we spent the rest of our lives there. It was magical and the best time ever. I will never regret my decision of leaving my giant mansion house and helping the poor it feels so good and warms your heart. Great things come from helping others. And greed is the root of all evil. Being greedy and just having a ton of money doesn’t lead to happiness. Overall once I learned this, my life became much better. I realized I didn’t need a helicopter pad on top of my house all I needed was the people around me that I love and love me for who I am. The lottery was the best thing that ever happened to me. I did so much good with my money and was able to meet the love of my lifer and travel the world those will be the times that I remember the best. Not driving y boat around and throwing massive parties at my house. I love my simple lifestyle and have realized that one doesn’t buy happiness. And that giving and caring for the needy brings the most happiness to individuals.