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Today was one of the worst fucking days ever.
I now realize that there are a certain select few whom I cannot trust anymore.
After going for a visit to the college office, I went to sit back down at the table and realized my bag was gone. [[Thanks to those who tried to help me find it.. and a great big thanks to others who didn't seem to give a shit. Also, not so sarcastically, I should thank Irina and Anthony for doing what they did for me today. I thank you both so much, I don't know what I would have done without either of you today.]] When the bell rang, I decided to report it missing and while doing so, I saw my backpack all opened sitting on a window sill in the center section. My cell phone, mp3 player, and about $5 was missing from my backpack.
I sat in the principal's office for 8th and 9th period, waiting to see if anything came up from questionings that were taking place.
Nothing.
My mom says not to worry about it and that it still might show up. But I don't think so.
She even said that since Christmas is coming up, I can get a new mp3 player. But I don't want one.
Whatever.
I'm sitting here. Crying.
Not that anyone cares or anything.
I hope whoever did this pays for what they did.
I now realize that there are a certain select few whom I cannot trust anymore.
After going for a visit to the college office, I went to sit back down at the table and realized my bag was gone. [[Thanks to those who tried to help me find it.. and a great big thanks to others who didn't seem to give a shit. Also, not so sarcastically, I should thank Irina and Anthony for doing what they did for me today. I thank you both so much, I don't know what I would have done without either of you today.]] When the bell rang, I decided to report it missing and while doing so, I saw my backpack all opened sitting on a window sill in the center section. My cell phone, mp3 player, and about $5 was missing from my backpack.
I sat in the principal's office for 8th and 9th period, waiting to see if anything came up from questionings that were taking place.
Nothing.
My mom says not to worry about it and that it still might show up. But I don't think so.
She even said that since Christmas is coming up, I can get a new mp3 player. But I don't want one.
Whatever.
I'm sitting here. Crying.
Not that anyone cares or anything.
I hope whoever did this pays for what they did.