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Finding the One
I just realized. . . MY PHONE!
"GRANDMA MY PHONE!"
"MY PHONE, I CAN'T FIND IT!!"
I ran to my room to check if my phone was there.
Nope.
Nothing.
I digged my hand into the pockets of my sweaters and pants I used.
"Aish!" I can't believe it, I actually lost my phone.
I sat on my bed and tried to remember when was the last time I used it.
Was it two days ago or yesterday? I thought.
I've never been good at finding things.
--
"Ottoke.. Ottoke?!" I told my grandma.
"Grandma,they said they were going to call me today if I was qualified or not!"
Whenever I loose things I get so frustrated and annoyed.
My precious phone, where are you.. ?;_;
Maybe if I went to the S.M building and asked if I got in, they would tell me.
"I'll be back!"I smiled at her and left.
--
"Excuse me, but can you tell me if I was accepted?,"I asked politely.
"Oh. . let me check," she said.
The lady looked at her computer screen for a bit.
"Congratulations, you got accepted we'll call you or send you a letter of your schedule!"
I was speechless.
"Thank you, thank you very much!" I slightly bowed and headed towards the exit.
"Oh, that's right!" she yelled.
I turned around.
"Someone dropped off you're phone this morning".
She handed me it.
"Thank you, did you see how the person looked?" I asked.
"No, he just left a note..See".
"Thanks". I put the note in my pocket and walked out of the building overjoyed.
Too overjoyed that I started jumping up and down squealing.
People were staring at me weird...
When I got home a squeezed my grandparents and told them the news.
They're extremely happy for me, since they have always wanted me to be on stage.
It was they're dream at first and now it so happens to be mine.
I went up stairs and washed up and put my pajamas on that read, "Superstar!".
I brushed my hair infront of my mirror and driffted off with my thoughts.
"The note..."
I grabbed my jeans I wore today, and got the note out of the pocket.
"GRANDMA MY PHONE!"
"MY PHONE, I CAN'T FIND IT!!"
I ran to my room to check if my phone was there.
Nope.
Nothing.
I digged my hand into the pockets of my sweaters and pants I used.
"Aish!" I can't believe it, I actually lost my phone.
I sat on my bed and tried to remember when was the last time I used it.
Was it two days ago or yesterday? I thought.
I've never been good at finding things.
--
"Ottoke.. Ottoke?!" I told my grandma.
"Grandma,they said they were going to call me today if I was qualified or not!"
Whenever I loose things I get so frustrated and annoyed.
My precious phone, where are you.. ?;_;
Maybe if I went to the S.M building and asked if I got in, they would tell me.
"I'll be back!"I smiled at her and left.
--
"Excuse me, but can you tell me if I was accepted?,"I asked politely.
"Oh. . let me check," she said.
The lady looked at her computer screen for a bit.
"Congratulations, you got accepted we'll call you or send you a letter of your schedule!"
I was speechless.
"Thank you, thank you very much!" I slightly bowed and headed towards the exit.
"Oh, that's right!" she yelled.
I turned around.
"Someone dropped off you're phone this morning".
She handed me it.
"Thank you, did you see how the person looked?" I asked.
"No, he just left a note..See".
"Thanks". I put the note in my pocket and walked out of the building overjoyed.
Too overjoyed that I started jumping up and down squealing.
People were staring at me weird...
When I got home a squeezed my grandparents and told them the news.
They're extremely happy for me, since they have always wanted me to be on stage.
It was they're dream at first and now it so happens to be mine.
I went up stairs and washed up and put my pajamas on that read, "Superstar!".
I brushed my hair infront of my mirror and driffted off with my thoughts.
"The note..."
I grabbed my jeans I wore today, and got the note out of the pocket.
It read:
Hello! I'm sorry that I didn't give you your phone back earlier.
You dropped it on the street, so I picked it up.
Mianhe!
Can you forgive me panda?
Anyways, I heard you got accepted.
~Congratulations and good luck!
--
My lips tuned into a smile.
He remembered that I was wearing a panda hat.
I don't even remember how his face looked like, just his smile. . .
I wish I could see him right now, even though he's a complete stranger.
I keep on thinking about him and his bright, warm smile.
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