[ WP ] You own a magical wallet which always has exactly the right amount of money that you will need that day . One morning you open it to find 10 million dollars inside .

I love waking up and not having to go to work. In fact, I have n't worked years. I even dropped out of college after I found the wallet. It was a Swiss Army wallet, grey and black checkered with the little red cross on it in the corner. It held my ID, an American flag, and a contact card, which was basically a business card without the business, at all times. However, the rest of the contents changed by the day. I always manage to have the right amount of money in that thing. Cashiers find it a little strange when I manage the exact change of an object and have none left over. Especially when I'm buying a TV or a sofa. 
 
 The money is never consistent. Some days, it gives me Starbucks gift cards, with the amount preloaded onto the card. Others, I'll get Reddit Gold, and I know that I'll see a great post on Reddit today. Still other days, I'll wake up with nothing, realize I have to go to the grocery store or get a call to go out with some friends, and arrive only to realize I have money in my wallet. The most I've ever received is a Visa Platinum card, with a ceiling of $ 417,825.73, which just so happens to be the MSRP of a 2016 Rolls-Royce Phantom. 
 
 Days like those make me question if the future is fixed. I've never caught the wallet filling itself, which teaches me one of two things: one, the wallet does n't want me to see it get filled, or two, the wallet knows that as long as I stare at it I wo n't need any money. How does the wallet know how much money I will need? It knows before even I know, so either the wallet knows me better than I know myself, or my future is predetermined, a fixed point in time, and that what I'm gon na do is what I'm gon na do no matter what. 
 
 But today, today was different. I woke up with one bill, valued at $ 10,000,000.00 with the face of Franklin Roosevelt on one side and an eagle on the other. Besides those changes, the bill looked almost exactly like a $ 100. I had no clue what this could mean. Could the government be accepting the bill as legal tender? Well, then I would n't be spending it, so something else must have to happen. I always went to bed with an empty wallet. 
 
 As I stood in my kitchen contemplating my predicament, I failed to notice the front door open and close softly. I also failed to notice the figure dash across the room, hit me over the head with a shovel, and watch me fall unconscious to the ground. 
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 Part 2 coming when I get back from swim practice!
