One day I was going to the bank and suddenly I found a wallet in the street. It was black and inside there was a lot of money. I decided to take it to the police but they didn't want to know anything about it. I was disappointed, it was unforgivable! If the police are supposed to protect us, I won’t trust them any more.
Then, I decided to show the same worry as them and I kept it. After that, I thought about the person who had lost the wallet and I felt guilty.
The following day, I wanted to let the press know that I had found a wallet. To my surprise, the owner of the wallet contacted me. I felt pleased with what I did.
Miriam Pons Dot
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