“ I found it !â€?, I shouted. “ I found Larry’s pot of gold! â€? Right now I am in an abandoned village in Ireland , and the reason why I am shouting that I found somebody’s pot of gold is a little awkward. I am on a mission to find a pot of gold. But this gold didn’t belong to a person, it belonged to Larry, the leprechaun, and the reason he isn’t looking for his own gold is rather simple, he is frozen, it all started about 5 months ago…..
It was a nice, sunny, summers day and I was just getting out of bed. I opened my bedroom door and walk downstairs into the kitchen. Strangely, neither my mom or my dad was there. I checked the clock and it was 10:35. I had slept late yet again. My parents were probably already on their way to work. Then, after eating breakfast, I heard a knock on the door.
I looked out the window and I saw a shadowy, rather round figure. It looked like a small man.