I woke up and went to school like any other other Monday. It started off to be a pretty okay day. By lunch time the only bad part about my day was my English and History classes as usual. Even though I have those classes after lunch, I dread them all day long. Eventually school ended and everything was fine.
When I got off the bus the only thing on my mind at that time was all the homework I had to do. I hopped in my moms car and on we went to are house. When I got home I realized that I did not have my phone. I knew that telling my mom was not an option, so I went the rest of the day with out it hoping that I would find it tomorrow. Well tomorrow came, and I still found nothing.
In my mind I knew my brand new cell phone was stolen. As soon as I finally accepted it I did not know what to do, so I just cried. I told my mom as soon as I saw here what happened. I figured I had to tell her sooner or later. for the rest of the year my mom is probably going to think I am irresponsible, and untrustworthy.
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