SO. i got my phone stole....

Well, it's weird that this will be my first entry, but it really is something I didn't think would happen to me.

(So sorry for any spelling mistakes, btw.)

So I woke up today, grabbed my things, and went to the bus stop—in the car, of course. It was 6:40 AM and it was really dark. When I was in the car, I was with my dad since he always drove me to the bus stop.

When the bus came, I ran because it was too fast, and I think that was the moment my phone disappeared. when I was going to put music on my phone, like I usually do. I grabbed my headphones, searched for my phone... and it wasn't there.

and I panicked, got off the bus, grabbed a taxi, and went home to search for it in the car. Then I used the find my iPhone thing, and my phone was in another city already.

At least as I write this now, we have found it. Somebody who lives by the place my mom works found it. They responded to the million calls my phone had been receiving, and we finally caught it right before filing a complaint about it. 

For now, I'm waiting. I'll update you if I do have it or when I have it in my hands.