Opening my eyes I was shocked to see a well decorated house I was sleeping on the couch , there was bottle of pills spilled near me.

Ahh... A wave of pain passed through my brain.

I remember I am Willam Doug A high spirited kid whose parents died in a plane crash left him with money before he turned 18 so all the property is with them except house I live in.

Also many bills are paid and I get 1k dollars per month. But tomorrow is my birthday, and due to grief of parents death he decided to do sucide.

Man kids nowadays.... wait I am in 1981. How can this be. As I was confused I heard a bell I cleaned pills and stuff and went to see it was my father's fried and our family layer.

His was Takashi Yamamoto. Yah a Japanese guy , he was friends with father when they were in high school.

" Hey kid happy birthday huh , how are you ? Don't you welcome your uncle. Come let's go in and have some talk.

So I am here to give will of your parents, First your parents had a total of 1.76 million in their citi bank account, next They had invested in IBM and oracle and other companies. which total to 1.5 million They also had a house here and a house in Britain and Israel. Now Those can be directly changed to your name for the rest you need to pay 650000 dollars as inheritance tax.

Do you want to say any more?" I just shook my head. He nodded.

" Here first read this then sign I will come with other papers then."

I read carefully then signed it. He opened his bag gave contracts about house and shares Al's a new account book of citi Bank.

" Here All that was here is now yours take care of it if you need any help contact me kid."

I just nodded.

I went again and slept on couch deciding what to do. I decided to write stories as I was a librarian.

I took of from couch and prepared materials to write.

After thinking a while, I wrote