I Lost It

Okay I don’t want to inform more just one thing that you have to know.

I lost my phone.

I don’t know how can I say the words. It’s ‘I lost my phone’ or ‘my phone is lost’.

I called my number and there was a girl answered my call.

Girl: hello?
Me: yes, hello. Who is this?
Girl: huh? Who is this?
Me: I own that number.
Girl: yea who is this?
Me: I’m Alma
Girl: who is this, huh?
Me: I OWN THAT NUMBER, OKAY
Girl: WHAT?! You’re shit.

And then she cut the conversation with an ‘end call’. What the hell is going on me? I hate that girl so much and that’s my favorite phone as long as I’ve been having. Her voice is not good enough to be called ‘a good girl’. I’m afraid that she would use my number for the bad things and call herself Alma.

That phone is BlackBerry 8310