Dear Mr Foster
Here’s my 100 WC
In a small town there was a chocolate store. The popular chocolate in this store was called firework. It bursted in your mouths like popcorns. There was a girl who lived in a dark racaty house which may tumble over any time. Looking at all the chocolate in the store, she wished one day her poor family could afford to buy a firework and tasted it together. One day when she was walking she found a lottery card. Luckily she won the first prize. After that she never felt hungry and used her own money to help the poor children.
From Gift