I have this sick story!
Ever since I was a baby, I never believed and had hopes like younger kids. I never believed in Santa or any other holiday creature...
Anyway, our elementary school had this huge raffle that costed 5o cents per ticket. They would put all the tickets in this thing and pull on out. EVERYONE in my school was buying tickets. Like multiple tickets. If kids payed too much money for fees, the teachers would even ask if they wanted to buy tickets with the change. Most kids would say yes. I knew that I had no chance in winning (especially since there were quite a bit of people in my school), so I didn't buy a ticket. My dad agreed with me, and he said that it would be a waste of money, even though it was only 50 cents. My mom disagreed and said that it wasn't just about winning, but it was about having the fun on hoping to win. I didn't really care, so my mom gave me 50 cents and told me to buy one ticket. I did.
Guess who won?
Me.