Well the suitcase shop opened eventually and so in I burst and marching up to the biggest case on wheels I pulled it out and rolled it up to the till where I paid for it with some of my cash.
Although the shopkeepers looked at me a bit peculiar, what with me being slightly unwashed and all, my money took them by surprise. So I left them behind me as I went to find a place where I could fill the new case with the money from the old beaten up one.
A public toilet did the trick, and I had a wash too before I exited, leaving the old suitcase behind and walking on towards the next part of the plan.
In the clothes store I was followed around as I went from rack to rack picking myself some clean new clothes that I changed into in the car-park out back.
Rolling through the town towards a hotel I saw myself in the shop windows pulling my case full of money and found myself looking like someone else.
On the way to the hotel I just had to stop in a unisex salon to have my hair done, and while they were at it touch up my nails, and whatever else they had on offer to make me look like a new person.
I came out looking like a million bucks, which wasn’t far from the truth seeing as I had a suitcase full of cash that I’d just found abandoned in the woods somewhere back in my old life.
I checked into the first hotel that had room service and a pool and booked myself up for a sauna and a hot massage with a glass of something nice by my side and wondered: is this who I really want to be.
I couldn’t possibly tell at that moment, so I drifted off to sleep for the longest time, and woke up a new person that just had to do a little jig.
And then I danced and danced.
After I’d settled myself back down I began to propose the next part of the plan to myself but found whichever way I thought of it, a suitcase full of money was a very heavy thing indeed.
I munched dry biscuits to nourish this along, but by the end of a bottle of wine the taste of defeat was with me and back-farting merrily in my face, the dirty rotten scoundrel.
As I took the obstruction number of this, I passed out on the floor from the fumes that overcame me.
I never woke up of course. I died and went up all the way to heaven where they gave me wings to fly around with, and a harp for when I got bored.
I was so bored. I just had to escape. On finding an open window I dived through it and found myself kneeling in front of the suitcase full of money that was causing me to doubt things that I thought were sacrosanct, and so pure they never needed any explanation to prove their existence.
Oh, how could I ever be so wrong?
And such a price to pay; how can that be worth it?
I guess there are some things that can never be known. So I made up my mind to do something about it, tomorrow, and lay down and slept the sleep of one who was going from plan to plan, and the next one wasn’t until tomorrow.
Tomorrow never comes of course, and so I found myself alone and entirely on my own with no one else around at all, which is always a good time to dance.
As I slipped through the prefix of this into the next proposition my awareness turned around and around until I was quite lost in the music of the dance.
Coming across a beggar in the road I gave him the suitcase full of money, and wished him the best of luck.
He threw it back at me and demanded all my spare change.
So I left him with a grin and fifty bucks.
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Great story :). People are not ready for the fact that they fall wealth in the form of a suitcase of money, ha ha . Therefore, such a surprise brings only problems, but does not bring happiness
The main problem is getting caught with it; and you can't put it in the bank, so where do you hide it, and then someone may find it, especially if you were to hide it in a woods thinking it safe there...
man... this post just sucked me in. and then it made me look at the rest of your posts. you are prolific! I read the whole suitcase of money from the beginning. Really great work @wales
Thank you; I discovered writing one day and never stopped, I just can't seem to put the pen down; guess it's what I do now...
Bahhh...who needs money
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It seems in this world as it is that everyone does
Money doesn't buy one happiness. The happiness and contentment come from within. It is a hard lesson to learn, for some people.
Agreed, but I know a lot of happy people who would really like a suitcase full of money
Until they had it and their life doesn't become any happier for all the money...
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haha! howdy there wales! I like this story, quite the dizzying tale and well written too. hey I like money it's a great tool. well done wales!
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ha! yes they are..very well said wales! I like that and I'm going to steal that saying.
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This is a very good article, I can't stop and curious what will be the next story line.
Money cannot buy anything. You cannot buy health and happiness. Money become worthless if you not in good health. And you won't be happy because you will worry about the safety of your money.
Thank you, you're exceptionally right of course. Maybe I'll write the next part soon
Cannot wait for it :)
The one day I decide not to be a beggar! Just kidding!
I've been out busking with my saxophone which is a form of begging; but I did it mainly for somewhere to practice
That certainly is a good way to practice, and you can gauge the audience as to how you are doing. How long have you been playing the saxophone?
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I began with the tenor sax back in the early 80s but found it too heavy to hold after a few hours so moved on to the alto sax which was great for a decade, but these days I play the soprano because it's light and small and easy to take on flights
That makes perfect sense! I'm glad you have found something that you can truly enjoy! Have a nice day :)
You too
The proverb "Money can't buy one happiness" is true today too, but very limited to the mindset. You might not buy happiness but you can buy other things which can give you happiness. For example, money can help you to travel will eventually be a happy moment for everyone.
Yes, and this is what I want, to travel and buy a good camera and stay in hotels with room service and a swimming pool
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If you have a lot of money, you're in danger, endangered species! lol
Two sayings to ponder:
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But sometimes I dream of money.
Probably why that suitcase was left in the woods to start with. I suppose you are right though. Even floating around playing a harp would grow stale after a bit. Hope the beggar man was able to get some change for that fifty spot.
At this moment I'm not ruling out anything; such as, the beggar man could be a secret agent, a spy for the government, I mean, everyone is suspect when you've got a case full of money and are trying to get away with it and not get caught.
That is a good point. I somehow felt the beggar man may just enjoy his simplified life. We have a local guy who sleeps under a bridge. He is very well known in our small town because he walks around in ragged clothes with a back pack and 2 large dogs.
Only a few people know he is actually wealthy. He often helps people out with some cash.
Your story made me think of him.
Most of my stories have hidden meanings, and some only a few would know.
well now I am even more intrigued. Guess I will have to remember to pay very close attention. Maybe I will get lucky and catch one.
Great; here'a clue: a gang of ruffians is usually troubling thoughts;
I'm afraid I'll be one of those who would be suspicious of a person with a suitcase full of money, especially with cases of robberies and money laundering that is happening around the world. But as the person who is carrying the suitcase, I'd be afraid to carry it around. I'd rather hand it over to the police or if I decide to keep it, to go to the bank. But since the money is not mine, I'd rather not keep it. There is always a superstition that there are spirits that follow the money or things that is not yours, the ones you find and choose to keep. Gets kinda creepy when you think about it.Hey @wales, I really enjoyed your writing, the kind that I just want to keep reading. Thank you :) Have you published any book?
Thanks for the kind comment. If the suitcase was just handed in that would be the end of the story, so I'm trying to see where it goes. I'm actually writing a book now but haven't got a title for it yet and I'm only on page 24 so a while yet before it comes out
That is true. Imagination is key and I like yours. Will be waiting for your next part of the story :) And good luck on the book! Page 24 sounds like you have done quite a bit there. Soon, soon, it will be a reality :)
https://www.amazon.com/default/e/B00BFMQT02/ @wales has several books!
Oh wow! Cool!! Thank you @trystan!! :)
I like the twist at the end. It was an amusing twist to refuse a blessing in disguise. I like your style of humor after reviewing something consistent on your previous posts. Got any plans to continue this one or is this the end of it?
Yes, there will be more and I'm hoping for tomorrow for the next part of the story; I want to make it good and a little bit longer than a short. I've been told to keep all these until I get more followers, but I feel it's best to put out what I do and when I get more followers they can re read my old posts. The beggar didn't know it was full of money so gave it back as not worth anything, which I feel is something we sometimes do in life when a gift comes our way and doesn't look like what we want we don't accept it.
Maybe, and more in this world of the power
Another nice story of "money can't buy happiness." But if you ever get that suitcase, even just a quarter of its content will do for me. 😂
Indeed, me too
So what will you do with the quarter suitcase of money? I suppose the bank may question you for money laundering if you deposit them. 😊
I would hide most of it and then go travelling around the world with a camera
Just make sure termites won't get to them before you get back.😃
That could be a problem in a hot country, but here in the UK there are none, that I know of; we have cold rain here, and lots of it
I didn't know that termites are only in places with hot weather. It is cool that you don't have termites there. Well then, just secure the money before leaving it. 😃
A suitcase full of money and a heavy heart. I wouldn't mind the money but I am not ready to pay the price.... lol.
Let's see where it goes
I will be on the look out for it.
lol, well that's another one that caught me by complete surprise. Money isn't everything, it kind of reminds me of a Bible story I read.
Didn't you rack up a curie vote a week or so ago. that's pretty awesome congrats.
Keep them coming.
Yes, the curie vote came as a complete surprise; thanks for the congrats, and I will keep them coming
LOL, I'm still trying to figure out how to get them to take a look at some of my stuff. I've about quit doing long form posts just because it takes so long and then doesn't pay unless I use a bot or something.
I think it's a matter of luck
I would tend to agree, but one thing I notice that when someone gets one they seem to be more likely to get more. Of course, they are putting out consistent high-quality content. Then I've seen a few that made me wonder exactly how they made the cut....
Maybe there's a little man that looks at all the posts and decides which ones go where and how much they get
LOL, that is not too far from the truth, there are several actually. One of them is named Carl, I think he has a lot of pull and his discord image is a big eyeball. lol