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Rachel Singleton
ENG 101
Alicia Bolton
January 30, 2012
When I Thought I Lost It All
For the last four years of high school, I always rode in the same spot every day on the bus going
to school. I always sat on the third row right behind the bus driver seat, watching every morning as more
sleepy kids got on the bus. Usually, on the bus, I always either listened to my mp3 player or would text
early in the morning. One morning it came as a shock to me when I lost one of the things I prized and
valued the most, my cell phone. This was one of those days I needed my phone because there was a
prior engagement I had to go to after school so I knew I needed to keep in contact with my mom.
My cell phone has always meant a lot to me and that wherever I went my cell phone was also
there with me. I didn’t know what to do when I lost it. As I walked down the hallway, I began digging in
my pockets, just to find out it wasn’t there. I suddenly began to become frantic, digging down in my
pockets even harder to the point where I could put a hole in my pocket. When I got to the spot where
my friends were located, I told them what happened. As soon as I happened to turn around, there was
this boy name Keith who just gave me a suspicious look, smirked and just walked away. Automatically, I
assumed he was the culprit who took my phone.
It didn’t help at all when one of my friends said, “you better check Keith because everyone
knows he’s good at stealing and selling your stuff.’ ‘I know, I’m going to catch him before the bell rings’, I
said. “Even I know he’s not going to give it to you, so you shouldn’t expect him to give it back then
either, another one of my friends said. ‘He better”! I said angrily. As the bell rang, I hurriedly tried to
rush off so that I could find Keith. “Good luck’, one of my friends said as I left. I ended up finding him
leaned against the locker with one other guy. I quickly tried to think of a way where I could get him to

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say the truth, because I knew he was pretty good at lying. I began to ask him in a nice polite tone, “did
you see a phone on the bus when getting off? “No”, he said abruptly. I quickly began to get upset not
because he had said no, but because the look on his face was as if he could care less, and if he did have
it, I wouldn’t be getting it back. The he said, ‘I have not seen a phone, what kind is it?’ I then said,’never
mind don’t worry about it.’ As I was leaving, I turned around and said, “If I find out otherwise, though,
it’s going to be problems. He next said, “If I did have it, who says I would give it back?’ “All I know is that
it’s best not to have it”, I said as I walked away.
The rest of school that day was probably the worst day I ever had in a long time. I wanted to just
give up because I felt there was not use looking anymore. I felt that even if someone did have it or find
it, who would ever return a cell phone? I just pouted in my seat the rest of the day looking pitiful. As
school ended, I used one of my friends phone to call my mom to tell her what happened and to turn my
phone off. In case if someone had my phone they wouldn’t be able to do anything with it. Not to
mention, my phone was always locked, so whoever had it would need the password to get in.
While walking to the bus, my morning bus driver stopped me and pulled me aside. “Is your cell
phone missing? I gave the phone your afternoon bus driver.” Once I heard that, I felt I could give her the
biggest hug ever and I let her know I was very thankful. Sure enough, when I got on the bus, she let me
know that her granddaughter found it, who had ridden with us that very morning because she missed
her bus. It was also good to know that they lived on the same exact street I lived on. The lady then told
me it was at her house and that I could pick it up when I got off. As soon as I got to my destination, they
met me at the door with my cell phone.
When I think about it to this day, I’m happy I found the phone because today it’s hard to find
honest people that will actually do things like that. I also had a feeling of guilt, because I accused
someone that had not one thing to do with it. I accused him because I ended up believing what others

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said instead of just asking him from the very beginning. I also learned to not put your trust in electronics
and technology because it could be here one day and gone the next.