Dear Miss Alexus Gravel, my name is Mr. Theadore Trump, I own a small mansion in a town called Great Springs. You probably haven't herd of it. I'm writting this letter to you to tell you that you have been picked to spend five days in the mansion doing a treasure hunt. Now, if you can find all the clues and treasure by the end of the five days I will give you the mansion and twenty-five million dollars. You won't have to work and you'll have a roof over your head. sincerely Mr. Trump. P.S. You may bring two other people with me.
I found the letter sitting on my bunk in the dorm house I've been living in for two years now since I lost my house and everything but, the clothes on my back. I've been doing odd jobs around the house. I was wondering what all this was in the letter. Why someone would offer me a house and money for a treasure hunt. It says that I can bring two other people with me. But, who can I trust and what would they get out of this for being with me. I don't think I'd tell them anything about the money.
I then, decided to burn the letter in the toilet. Now, I needed to figure out who I'm going to bring with me and who I'm going to trust. I could ask Dorthy and Marge if they are up for some fun. I went to find them. They were out back smoking. I don't smoke so I walked over to them and asked them if they were interested. 'Sure,' they said. Now, we needed to come up with a way to get to Great Springs. It was somewhere southeast of here. Then, it dawned on me, we could hitch hike all the way there or we could ask someone if they are going that direction and see if they would take us.
It was almost lights out and I hadn't finished getting ready for bed. My bunk is on the top so I need to be careful how I get up there if I'm to late. When I was done in the bathroom the lights had only been out for three minutes. I climb carefully up into my bed. I laid on my back and looked up at the ceiling. I didn't really know this Mr. Trump, wasn't sure if this whole treasurehunt thing is some kind of joke. I've never been lucky in my life. When I lost everything and had to come here, I felt like I should be dead or something. Not to many people can deal with their life falling apart like me.
I was getting tired and I had to find me, Dorthy and Marge a way to Great Springs some how tomorrow.
The lights were turned on nice and earlier every morning at about five. It gave us time to take showers and be ready for breakfast in the large kitchen downstairs. The shelter like dorms were in an old school building. I made my way downstairs. Most of the breakfasts were oatmeal mixed with raisins. This morning was know different. I stood in line for my bowl. They were also giving out bacon strips to us too. I poured my black coffee and went and sat down.
Dorthy and Marge were making their way through the line and sat with me. Not to many words were spoken while we were eating. Afterward, I followed them outside for their morning smoke. The wind was starting to pick up.
" Dorthy," I said. " You think we can find a ride today, that could get us from here to Great Springs?"
" Well, I have already found us a ride. He's one of the guys that does the cleaning here on the weekends. He came in to get his pay check. He said that he'd love to give us a ride. You just need to tell him where." Dorthy said.
A six foot tall guy with brown hair and a lite complexion was walking towards us. He then spoke, ' are we all ready to go now. It shouldn't take us to long to get to Great Springs. Its just over the border into Massachusetts.' I knew it wasn't to far.
Twenty-five minutes later and we arrived at a the mansion. It had a huge gate all around it, large over grown bushes and trees. The outside of the house looked like it needed a good painting. We got out of the car, thanked the guy for the ride, never did get his name.
There wasn't a lock on the gate as I walked over and took a better look at the figures in the middle of each gate door. ' Wow, what an interesting face.'
