The continuation of story Yesterday I read the story about a poor boy. The boy is a shoeshine boy he doesn't go to school and works all days to earn money for his family. He has received a lottery ticket the next day his mother went to check the ticket. Charlie and mother are standing beside a man who says a number the lucky ticket. The man is pronouncing numeral and the story finished at the moment's last numeral. I don't love a story without a clear end so I thought up the continuation. The man pronounced the last number. A woman has just happy shouted beside us, but mother and Charlie heard anything, their ticket wasn't lucky. They returned to the home, to another child. They were waiting for their and mother's face explained all without a word. Charlie was sad but calm. He knew money is important, but from a child, he survived without them. He found happiness at the moment and believed that success isn't amount of money. Maybe he'll become a traveller or singer, or any other, but he'll do it you-self.