This story begins on what seemed like a normal Wednesday watching tv with my family. When the lottery came on. With high hopes, I sat up in my chair clutching my lottery ticket. they called out the first number Three. The room went quiet when they called out the next few numbers. I had a perfect match. it was down to the last digit! The announcer called out Seven. I had just won 700 Million Dollars! We celebrated all night. The next day I strolled to the lottery office with the biggest grin on my face...this was it. My life has changed for good. Along the way, I was already thinking about what I would spend my money on. I would buy a Ferrari than a nice big house with a butler named Albert. My house would have a massive fountain in front of an angel with the water coming out of its bellybutton. These were all the thoughts coming into my head. But while I was thinking of that I didn't notice the 3 homeless men and women that I had just walked past. But I noticed the fourth one. It was a gentleman about 30 years old who was at the point of giving up. So I decided I would straight after the lottery office I would treat everyone to a meal. So I shouted to all the homeless people, to follow me, and everyone else we saw on the road we invited them to join us. So when I got to the lottery office they handed me a cheque for 700 million dollars. Which I then used to give Thirty Homeless people a new outfit, a hotel room and a dinner at spur with me. I spent the whole day talking to them, and finding out what led them to this point. They were some very interesting people. From all walks of life. But there seemed to be one similarity with all of them. They all had an abuse problem. So I decided that I would start my own Rehab center in the area that I lived in. To help the people around me to get better and get their GED. The rehab center offered Schooling as well as Drug and Alcohol Courses. I had given up on my dream for a Ferrari. but it was worth it to see the smile on everyone's face when they finally had a chance to live again. So I had been running this rehabilitation center for a few years now. I was an elderly man now. But one day while sitting in my armchair watching my tv. We got a knock at the door. So I walked towards the door and opened it. There I saw about 40 people. Who then said they were the grandchildren of the first 30 homeless people that I had helped. My Rehab had allowed them to get an education and now the people standing in front of me were well-educated doctors and Lawyers and many other jobs. But they said to me that their grandparents had told their parents and everyone under them that I had given up a Ferrari the car which I had been dreaming about since I was a young boy. They then told me to close my eyes and walk to the pavement. Where they then showed me they had all come together and bought me a brand new cherry red Ferrari. With a big sign saying "Never give up on your dreams". So even though I had given up on my dreams to help people it was worth it.
