Vulkie3
Haynes
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Sep-12-2009 17:22
(small note. This story is written by me and no one has to participate in it. Only I will feature in it. Just because I'm a bit bored,I'm starting to write this story!)
Gah,money. People always need money. We can't live without it. It's being used to purchase stuff like groceries,seats,telephones and more. Money makes happy,you say? I disagree. The more money you have,the more unhappier you'll be. You can spend it like a mad man,but what if the money is up? You'll be broke and in trouble. If you try to save your money,live from the interest,you'll also be in for a surprise. The taxes on money are not so swell....
Anyhow,you want to know the story,what happened on the 29st of December? You really want to know? Sigh... Well,it's a terrible story to tell. But if you really want to know.... Here we go....
It was on the 29th of December,16.30 p.m. The great detective Vulkie,well known for saving President Roosevelt,capturing arch villians within a few days and making money like a revolutionair person,was in need of money.
"Great. Broke again. Well,I'll have to go to the bank" Vulkie mumbled and she walked towards the bank,not knowing what would happen on that same day,at 17.10 p.m.
As she entered the bank,the "Circle of Light" employee greeted the well known detective and asked how business was. "It's been terrible,because it's awfully quiet these days. Well,I'm here to get some money. Could you fetch some of my "box"?" Vulkie asked.
"Why,sure Miss Vulkie. Fill in this form and I'll get it immediately." the assistant said.
As Vulkie filled in the form and signed the form with her signature,the assistant left and came back with a small pack of bills.
"And that makes 1000 pounds" the assistant said,while counting the bills and handing them over towards Vulkie.
"Thank you. Goodbye" Vulkie said and just as she was about to leave,the first person came in and shot the guard down.
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