I+didn't+have+much+money объяснение

я не имею много денег

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Iwill share with you a ghost story of my own. back when i was living in san antonio, i was out late with my friend jacob. we were driving back home in a rain storm late at night on a road where there weren’t any cars. as we were headed down the road we saw a person walking on the side of it. we looked over at him and saw a really pale man with long black hair and dressed in all black, probably in his twenties. he didn’t look back at us and after we passed him we look at one another and thought it was weird to see a guy walking down the side of a road late at night, in the middle of a rain storm, and no umbrella. we continued on for a couple of miles before we turned left off of blanco onto bitters. as we made our way up the hill our conversation stopped. to our right was the same man we had passed a couple miles ago…still walking, long black hair and clothes, pale skin. however, this time when we looked over, he looked back at us….worst chills i have ever felt in my life. we turned to each other and immediately yelled “did you see that! that was the same guy…how could he…did we really see that…let’s get out of here! ” was it real or just two guys playing a joke…who knows but i will always remember it and the feeling i felt when he looked over at us.