Lost
March 8th, 2010
I was having breakfast while mother was Making Percolator Coffee. We had bacon, eggs and bread that morning. My brother came home from an industrial trip. He looked stressed. This was not the usual. When he gets homes, he usually smiles and hugs everyone. That day, it was different. We asked him to sit and eat with us. Mother was then worried and asked him what happened. He said he lost his ipod on the bus. He finds it rather ironic because all his companions in the bus were his classmates. The one who took it probably was his classmate. He hopes he can still find it.
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