A human's deepest desires are to obtain things they cannot have, or retrieve the things we have once lost. In my case its a getting back something that was taken from me; not the exact thing, but a memory of...

Pug Shot

Well the very first thing I would do is jump for joy; obviously!- but there's so much to do. I would spend a bit for my self and my family, because I am a greedy bitch, even more so when I see stacks of money. I'd do the travelling bit, get a car bit (crappy-but-classic, I don't actully own one yet I don't want to be new), pay off my folks mortgage, and my siblings'. Before all that though, I want to get a puppy/dog.

You see, a few years ago my father took me to the vet with him and my dog Cassie; she was quite sick (from the renovations we were doing on the house) so I thought we were just getting her more medicine- he told me to wait in the car though which was strange. He came back out without her, stunned and worried I asked where she was, my father didn't answer me. He continued not to talk to me or look me in the eye for the rest of the trip home, and also for an hour after we got home. Eventually he couldn't take my nagging and blurted out to me as if it were nothing:

"WE WENT TO THE VET TO PUT HER DOWN OK!"

I was 13 years old, and had had my dog for 8 years (She was an adorable small thing a Miniature Poodle cross Maltese, she was so tiny.); as you can imagine, I went into shock and broke down. Refusing to speak to anyone for days I didn't resurface out of my sad, reminiscing hole for about a month. My father tried to be nice to me and say it was for the best and all that shit, along with the rest of my uncaring family.

I have continued to hate him for that since.

Also since then, I was not allowed another pet. I cannot afford one now, nor the medical expenses, vaccines and so forth. So when my $100 million comes through, I'm going straight to the pet shop and GETTING MY PUPPY BACK!