My cellphone does not like me. It does bad things to me. The first thing that happened was I was texting my friend, let's call her Cassidy, and she was being a world class jerk so I sent her a text that said:
You're such a jerk but you wouldn't even realize it! You hurt people!
And I sent it. I get a message back from another friend, let's call him Sam, saying:
Excuse me but what did I do?
That was all confusing until I realized that the text about Cassidy being a jerk went to Sam instead! I felt horrible. I didn't even want to touch my phone for the longest time. Sam still hates me for sending him that text and he won't talk to me even though I have sent him numerous apologies. So that was incident numero uno.
The rest happened within a span of 15 minutes. I grabbed my phone and was about to leave for school and I ran into a doorknob. Yes a doorknob. Not a door but a doorknob. Anyway, after that I was walking down the hallway to the kitchen to grab my luch and I wasn't watching were I was going and... I RAN INTO A WALL! My luck and karma is terrible. I want to say that was the end of the pain and torture but, sadly, it wasn't. I, then, proceeded to trip down the stairs and land face first. YAY! Not. My phone seriously hates me.
~Wannabe