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...er with me, but after I showed her the letter, and she immediately phoned the lawyer in his office and informed him I had arrived. Then she indicated the way to the office, and I thanked her and went on by myself. I opened the door and as soon I got in the office, my mouth fell open. It was the most enormous and modern office I had ever seen. There was a smell in the air that, at the beginning, I didn’t understand from where it came, but after, I noticed the yellow and pink orchids on a little table between two leather sofas near the table where the lawyer was sitting. They were really beautiful. Then I looked at the lawyer; he was a really good looking man with black hair and blue eyes. He was quite tall and his clothes were of high quality. He made me sit in front of him, and he started talking about strange things; about how many rich people there were in New York and about all the big house there were just outside New York. All of these things, didn’t have any sense. Only at the end, he said that my grandmother had left me a villa and a large amount of money, two million dollars. I could not believe what he was saying; it couldn’t be true. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing could came out. I was too surprised, I could not imagine that my grandmother had left me all of that. Then, I managed to say something. I asked if he was sure about what he was saying, and he replied that he was more than sure. He gave me all the papers that I needed, and he politely told me that, if I had some problem, he would help me. I thanked him, and went away. When I left the big studio, I felt different from when I entered. I was rich, and I was not used to feeling like this. I went to park a nearby, and I sat on a bench and began to observe the papers he gave me. It was too strange, and why me? Then I said to myself “ Well, now that I have this opportunity to change my life, let’s try and create a new one!” So I stood up, and walked back to the hotel. I fell on the bed, and I stated thinking again. What could I do with this money now? Then I started thinking about the villa, that I didn’t even know that my grandmother had. Why didn’t she ever tell me about it. I stood up from the old squeaky bed, and after a bit a walking around in the room, I decided that I had to go and visit the villa, so that if I liked it, I could move and live there. I got out on the street, and I studied the people moving around me, they seemed crazy, there were moving like ants in search of food that haven’t eaten for months. With a whistle, I called a taxi. I showed the driver the address of the villa, and he watched me very surprised. This made me feel strange, and I didn’t know why. When the taxi stopped, I watched out from the little and dirty window from the finger tips, and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It was extraordinarily large. It was an old style villa, with a big garden surrounding it. The grass was well kept. I got the key out from my pocket, and I slowly turned it in the lock. When I felt that the door was ready to open, I closed my eyes and I opened it. I was excited and, at the same time, curious, like if I was discovering, for the first time, a new world. I opened my eyes in a way that showed my desire of looking and admiring that enormous and amazing house. I was like a tiny mouse in a huge forest. There was a big white staircase that led up to the second floor. Then, I moved to see the kitchen and the living room. “How could my grandmother own such a big house?!” I asked to myself. The inside of the house was all white, it really seemed to be on another world, a silent and peaceful world. I decided that that villa should be my new house, the house of my dreams. I moved all my things there, and I was really surprised when I saw an article on me in the “Daily News.” It said that was one of the richest woman in New York. This made me happy, in a sense. It was nice that people thought about me, and knew me. Then one evening I decided to organise a party with all my old friends from New York, including my ex-boyfriend. We were all together laughing and joking about old times drinking Martini and eating the most gorgeous food I’ve ever eaten, when suddenly the glass door opened and three men entered. They had their face covered with black tights. They had guns in their hands, and with determined voice, they asked us to give them all the jewellery and money we had. At the beginning it was like everything froze because no one moved from where they were, maybe because they thought i...