I used to be a really poor person. I worked half-time as a shop assistant in a nearby supermarket and lived in a rented room. I always had trouble making ends meet. One day, I inherited some valuable jewellery and gold bullion from an aunt in Canada. Id never really known her very well, she had visited us once or twice for Christmas when I was a child, and the next thing I heard about her was that she died in a plane crash near Toronto. I got a loan from the bank, bought a ticket and left for Canada immediately. I met a man there who was the executor of my aunts will. It turned out I had inherited a fortune! Gold and silver bullion bars, expensive jewellery, two mansions and some cash. I had to pinch myself ten times to believe it was real. I was really excited. Of course I decided to stay in Canada. I moved into a beautiful mansion by the sea and had whatever I wanted. I sold the gold bullion, which was a prominent part of my inheritance. I didnt know what to do with the cash, so I spent it on sophisticated clothes and travelling. The problem was, I was becoming more and more lonely, and by the time I realised that, I was already an elderly lady who couldnt imagine going back home. Besides, all my friends had forgotten me a long time before, when I stopped talking to them. I ended up being a very unhappy person, with lots money to spend on things that would never compensate for what had lost.