Children who are brought up in families that do not have large amount of money are better prepared to deal with the problems of adult life than children brough up by wealthy parents. to what extent do you agree or disagree with this opinion?

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This

spooky story happened to me a few years ago. Whether you believe it or not, it's up to you.

This

scary story happened to me when I was 19 years old. Like all young

people

, I enjoyed hanging out with friends, going to clubs in the evenings, and having fun with girls. I lived with my parents in the city, but we would sometimes visit my grandparents in the

village

. That time, we were

also

planning to go to the

village

. There were hot summer days, and we didn't want to spend them in the city. Perhaps it's strange, but I liked the

village

life.

Besides

, I had many friends there too. Just before we left, I called

Robert

.

Robert

is my best friend. He lives nearby, and we spend a lot of time together. I told him that I was going with my parents to the

village

for a couple of weeks, and he asked if he could come too. My parents didn't mind, and my grandparents loved it when guests came over. I told

Robert

to hurry up because we were already leaving. Ten minutes later,

Robert

was in the car. I often told

Robert

about the evenings spent with a large group of friends in the

village

. He was very interested and had wanted to visit our

village

for a long time.

Finally

, he got his chance, and judging by his happy face, he planned to make the most of it. "Hello,"

Robert

greeted, opening the door and sitting next to me. My mom greeted him with a smile, and my dad reached out his hand. "Hey, Bob, are you ready?" "Of course,"

Robert

replied happily. Since it was Sunday morning, there were very few cars on the roads, and we quickly reached the highway. After a few hours, we arrived in the

village

.

Robert

looked around with great interest, hoping to see something unusual. But our

village

, like many others, was not famous for any landmarks. Just ordinary

people

in an ordinary

village

. I started encouraging my friend and eagerly told

Robert

about how we would spend the next few days relaxing. I said we could go to the lake for a swim, and in the mornings, we could go fishing with my grandfather. I

also

told him about the dance floor in the

village

center

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, where young

people

gather every evening to have fun, dance, and relax. Honestly, the

people

in our

village

are very hospitable, and the young

people

are friendly. My dad told several interesting stories about our

village

before we reached my grandparents' house. As always, they welcomed us at the gate. After exchanging warm greetings, we went into the house. Grandma, as always, set the table with delicious food. We ate heartily, and

then

Robert

and I went to my room.