“Where is it!?” I cried, “It was right here!” We were about to pull out of the driveway and it hit me, I had lost my phone!

It all started that morning. We had just left the beach house to take family pictures. When we got to the beach, I loved the scenery and was wasting my storage on a bunch of selfies. When it was time to start the “photo shoot” with Gary, I had set my phone down to get in the starting pose. The beach was not far from our house, so that meant that we could ride our bikes down to the beach.

On our way back to the house was when I had lost it, We were about to start packing up to get home when I reached into my pocket to play on my phone and it wasn’t there. We had searched the whole house and then we all spread out on the beach to look. We began to feel doubtful and eventually gave up. On our way to our house I spotted a shiny part on the road and ran to see what it was. I ran to see what it was. To my surprise it was my phone. I picked it up and there was not a crack on it. To this day forward I will never bring my phone to the beach.