chapter 5 :
sam's pov :
when i came home, my parents were at the dinner table. eating. oh right, i was hungry . forgot about that...
my mom and dad looked at me at the same time as i stepped inside , and i could tell by the look on their faces that they were not amused.
*awkward silence.*
'um..hello to you too?'
no answer.
'okay', i said while confusingly rolling my eyes and taking a seat next to my mom. 'man, am i hungry!'
i picked up a slice of bread, but my dad started talking before i could even place it on my board. ' we called you ten times, samantha.'
i started to frown, but then remembered the whole reason i went to take a walk. i was gonna look for my mom , and my dad would call me as soon as she got home so i too could go home. i guess it was still on vibrate. but shouldn't i have felt that?
i reached into my pocket, only to find that there was no sellphone in it. shit! i checked my other pocket. nothing. have you ever had one of those moments where you realise you phone isn't where it's used to be and you just start feeling yourself everywhere like oh shit! yeah, that's what i was doing. like, feeling on my belly and... i don't even have pockets there! but i guess we're just going crazy when we start doing that. like a sign of..desperation.
when my parents saw what was going on, they were even more not amused than they were not amused already.
'tell me you didn't lose your sellphone , samantha!' my father already started to get mad.
'uhmm...?'
'you are gonna go to wherever you just came from, because according to the time, you must've been on a lot of places just now, and you are gonna find that sellphone!'
by the tone of his voice and by the way he was looking at me, i figured i should listen.
'yes, dad.'
so i went outside immediately. oh man, now i have to walk this whole thing again! and...alone, this time. oh well, doesn't matter, as long as i find my phone back!
so when i was walking for like vife minutes, i saw a black , shiny screen. that's it! i found it! yes! i started running towards it, when a man saw it too, and picked it up.
'no!' i shouted while running like a crazy person. 'that's my phone!'
the man looked at me and started smiling for some reason. when i came there, out of breath, the man started talking.
'oh, i'm sorry. i didn't know. i was gonna give it to found objects anyway. but here.'
he handed over the phone, which turned out to be not my phone at all.
'oh...uhm...bu...it's uhm...sorry uhmm... it's not my phone.' i said full of shame.
the guy started laughing. 'well that sucks kid .' he said, while patting my shoulder.
'okay then, i'm gonna have to give it to found objects, anyway.'
i sighed.' yeah...'
the man looked at me. i think he felt sorry for me.
'you can give me your number, and i'll call you. maybe then you can hear your ringtone.'
i looked up. 'yeah! i hope it's not on vibrate... but yeah , you can try. thanks!'
