One rainy Saturday, I was just lying on the couch watching some college
            
             b-ball on TV. Then suddenly, my mom yells from the other end of the house,
            
             "Go up in the attic and get me grandma's old silver platter. I have some friends
            
             coming over tonight for a jewelry party!"
            
             So, I go up in the attic to get the silver platter out of grandma's trunk. I
            
             get to the trunk, open it and get the silver platter out. Then, I see some old
            
             baseball cards and an old baseball glove. The glove looked like it had an
            
             autograph on it. I take out the glove and its Babe Ruth's autograph.
            
             I take some more stuff out of the trunk, just to be looking, and I saw it.
            
             It looked like an old Arabian lamp, sort of like the ones you see on all those
            
             genie movies. So, I took the lamp out of the trunk and examined it. It was a
            
             little dusty so I blew it off and I saw an engravement on the lamp. It read, "Rub
            
             my lamp and I shall grant you three wishes."
            
             I said to myself, "I don't believe in tat stuff", and threw the lamp back into
            
             the trunk and shut the trunk. Then, the top of the trunk flew off and this
            
             pinkish cloud came out of the trunk. The cloud turned into a genie and then
            
             he asked, "Why did you disturb me?! Now that you have disturbed my home
            
             you will not get your three wishes, you must choose from three choices, but
            
             each choice has a condition. The first choice is infinite wealth, but you can not
            
             share the money. The second is extraordinary intelligence, but you will never
            
             find true love. The third, and final choice, is world peace, but you will die by
            
             the time you are twenty-five. So what is your choice? You have five minutes!
            
             Standing there in the attic, thinking about my choices very hard, I finally
            
             said to the genie,"I choose the infinite wealth, because I love money." The
            
             genie ...