My story; 2016/08; Joyce's writing 028

My story

About a week ago, I was on my way to the market to buy things. I had finished all my classes and hoped there would still be bread in the shop. It was all going well until I saw......

I saw 100 yuan on the seat in the shop where I had just bought my notebook. I was thinking about what I should do about it, when I saw a poster on the wall "Be honest, win big prize", so I thought, "oh, great, now I need to give the money to the counter." I gave the money to the salesman, he thanked me for giving the money back, and gave me a pen in honor of this. I was happy.

I gave a little hug to myself for what I did. And now I have to buy eggs. I looked in my wallet-- nothing in there! Oh, my god, so the 100 yuan was my money!

After this story happened, I never went shopping in the market by myself, because I don't want to do a silly thing like this.