Once I found $20. It's not a lot of money but the story behind it made me fele good.
When I was about 9 or 10 I went on a field trip to Six Flags, near Chicago. My younger brother had also attented, so I was in charge of the $20 my mom gave me for our lunch. Sure enough, it was in my pocket one second and gone the next. I realized I lost it when I was standing in the food court deciding what I want to eat. Thankfully, my group supervisor paid for both of our lunches. All in all, it wasn't that big of a deal...I just felt bad and guilty....mostly because I was 9 and sensitive.
When I was 18 I went to the same six flags with my girlfriend after prom. We spent all day there, got hungry and decided to get some lunch. Same food court, same building....I look on the floor and there is a $20 bill laying in front of me. Literally within 10 or 15 feet of where I lost it years earlier. So either it had been laying there for 9 years and nobody saw it, or somebody felt guilty for taking it...stalked me for years and finally got the opportunity to return it. Because I'm not a lucky person, that's probably why this was actually a big deal to me.
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