A Dramatic Story

For those of you who don't know, something very sad happened to me today. I realized that i lost my phone, when it wasnt in my pants in the locker room at 6 period pe. I said many naughty words throughout pe, tried to destroy the hockey puck we were playing with, and 4 people asked me if i was ok. After pe, me and my friend nickel went to my 5th period classroom: math (with Mrs. Simison) This room happens to be the same room as Mr. Mitchels room. And so he was in there when we arrived at the door. We were scared, but we knew we had to go in. We sneaked in to look for my phone, hoping that he wouldnt see us. Sure enough, he did. DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUN. So we asked him if he had seen my phone. He said no. He asked us all these weird questions and it made me feel nervous. Before we left, he touched Nickel and said, have a good weekend. that made nickle nervous. We left; quickly.very quickly. all during 7th period spanish i was depressed and i guess it showed because my most favoritest teacher ever, sra alonso, kept giving me really strange looks. after school, i went to The Wall where i saw fran and she asked if ny1 had lost a phone and i was like yea. she said that someone had found it and sold it 2 some1 else. we went and found the some1 else and made him give it back. my phone was fine but he had deleted all my contacts and photos. Also, he TOOK THE PLASTIC PEELY COVER OFF OF MY PHONE. HOW DARE HE GOD DMN IT STUPID DIE KILL ARGHGGHLKSAN KILL