I was just walking around waiting for my parents to come so I can get my haircut (not something I like doing, considering I have to bathe after, ughh). As I was waiting I was thinking about the weird fortune I saw yesterday in my fortune. It was very descriptive, you'll see what I mean. It said "You will find someone else's money on the sidewalk before going to the barber shop tomorrow". Maybe it was true, considering we are going to the barber shop. Just then, my mom said, "I unlocked the car, get inside". I got inside, with my little sister. She just loves staying with my mother whenever possible. As soon as I got out of the car my sister yelled "Hey, a 20$ bill". Man, was my fortune true? It could have just been that my mom dropped some money, but it wasn't hers! My fortune was shaping up to be true! My mom took the money, and said "let's see whether we can find the owner of this money, after your haircut. My sister on the other hand said,"Let's keep it!!". I wanted to agree with my sister, but my mom was correct. We should return the money. After my haircut, I wondered how are we gonna find the man who lost this money. It could be anyone. There were a couple of cars parked down next to us. I took down all their license plate numbers because it could have been them. My sister was constantly asking whether we could keep it. Then I said "lets leave it here it's only 20$ anyways". My mom concurred and said, "What if it's a 100$ huh?" My sister took the money and then saw, It was a 100$! We only saw the 20$ bill on top. We didn't realize all the money hiding beneath it. It was too good to just leave around in that complex. We had to solve this mystery. Suddenly this cloaked figure came, his face hung down. I couldn't see his hair, though, it was covered with his hood. He didn't seem to be a very harmless guy. So my mom asked if it was his money. He hesitated for a moment "ummm . . .". Then without a moments notice he said,"YES, YES, YES"! My mom was about to give it to him, but I thought, no one hesitates if they lose their money. So before my mom could give it to him, I asked him a simple question "How much money is in that wad of cash"? Another bit of hesitation,"ummm . . ." then in a questioning tone he said,"80$"? It wasn't his. He walked of . . . sad. I hated to see that but when people lie, that's what they get. My sister still had her "lets keep the money" attitude, but my mom went still to look for who's money it was. As she was putting the money back in her purse for safe keeping, it got snatched from her hand. At first I thought it was my sister, but she said,"It wasn't me". I looked behind us and saw a guy who was laughing and running away with the money. THEIF!, THEIF! I yelled at the top of my lungs. I started to run after him, when all of a sudden he banged straight into a pole and fainted. Phew, I didn't need to run after him after all. He was under the pole with the money scattered everywhere. We took the money, and counted to make sure we had all of it. It was all there, my mom put it into her purse and this time put it at the bottom so no one could steal it. We were all walking, ready to leave, and we were going to ask the barber whether she could call us if anyone were to ask for their missing money. All of a sudden, just before opening the door to tell the barber about the money, a man came up to us. He asked whether we had seen any missing money around his car. His car was the one parked right next to us. My mom said "oh so, this is your money. She dug around her purse, but couldn't find it. "HUH?"I said. Then I looked inside the purse. It wasn't there, instead there was a big fat hole. "Uh oh, it must have dropped out of my purse" said my mom to the man. My sister yelled,"Why is that robber holding the money"! My mother and I looked, and sure enough the same robber who took the money from my mom's hand "un-fainted" and had the money with him. We all started yelling at him for the money, "Give it back"! "Hey, that's mine"! Then the friendly neighborhood policeman swung by and asked,"What's all this commotion about"? I told him the whole story, and he made the robber give back the money, and the guy got his money. We saved the day, I thought, or did we . . . When we reached home my sister got out of the car and yelled,"Hey a 100$ bill". I looked and there it was. I could tell what everyone was thinking. OH NO, not again!
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