My absence story. ( My stolen phone)

Good morning Read family and welcome back to myself. Happy new week everyone. It been a while now and for days now, I haven't published here, so unintentional but I thank God I am back and I will always be.

It a sad experience and it happened like a surprise and like a dream to reality. I can afford to loss my keys and maybe any accessory but the shock and feeling will never be the same when I Lost my phone. Not just misplaced but rather stolen. A beat down moment that tears could not solve .

Indeed it always true that nobody knows tomorrow, what will happen will always happen even when it is against us, it is for the good of others because we always can't make a perfect prediction of the future. I wish I saw what this beginning of the new month had in store for me, I would have done the needful to get away from that or prevent it from happening.

I remember clearly setting up my new goals for this month at the end of last month, I was hoping to have a great time but nature had it on its own way out of my cool plans. Hehe! An experience of my life.

What happened?

I use to hear stories of people who lost their properties and belongings, some of them gets lucky and find it back, while some are so unlucky that they lose it forever. What you have today belonging to another tomorrow or even in the next hour, not always out of carelessness or carefulness but by what I can't tell to be wickedness.

It was Saturday morning and I had made plans with my cousin to visit the gym that morning for a workout. In the early hours of that day, we got ready for a jog and as we left the door, I recalled I wasn't with my phone. I had to get back and pick it up before we got going. We were so early at the gym according to our plans and before we were done working out, the gym was already filled up with people. We left the gym for the track and that was were we met some group of friends who were practicing dance. They invited us for a dance but I wasn't really prepared for that, my cousin sister was in for that and she went to meet them with both my phone and hers in her bag. I had earlier wanted to take my phone with me but thought it was safer with her in the bag. I left them and went working out on the track with another lady I met, not knowing that I wouldn't see my baby (phone) again, ouch! I already stopped crying though.

Cousin sis was having fun dancing, not knowing she had sheep and wolves in sheep's clothing around her in the dance. Some people are really bad. I wonder why some guys will be in public with their sole intentions of looking for what to steal. Their heads are just like a bread baked without a single flour.

According to cousin sis, she said she kept the bag where others have kept thiers which truly she did. But I still wonder why all other phones in the bags there were intact except two. That was my most crazy moment that ugly Saturday. She innocently was dancing and having fun while some wolves were dancing and monitoring her phones in her bag. They managed to steal it and got away. Cousin sis was still dancing, she didn't know there was no phones in the bag anymore even after the dance until she reached to take some water and found out that it was an empty Gucci bag she was rocking. To her surprise, she searched the bag again but found nothing. It rose a red flag that something unusual had happened and by the time she went back to the dance, few people were remaining there. She cried out for help but there was nothing they could do at that point in time. The crowd is already dispersing and calling them back was impossible. Some persons managed to call her line but it was switched off already. The smart wolves in sheep's clothing had turned off the phone. She started crying before one of my friends informed me about the ugly situation.

I was so speechless that I just was imagining my phone gone for real. I have password and security on it but it wasn't worth it at that moment. Before I knew it, I was already in tears. Tears didn't sole the problem, what has happened has happened and all I needed was to take the necessary actions before the thief get access to my data. The more I remember my data, the more it broke my heart. So unlucky for us, even the article I was to publish was gone. We managed to get back home and explained what happened to my dad, he felt so sorry for us but I was still having the feeling that I have my phone in my pocket. It just invisible. I touch my pockets in search of it but it wasn't there. I never knew something like that could happen to me. Not even in school were there was higher chance of stealing, but now at home where I felt more freely, honestly, nowhere is safe at all

How I dealt with it.

The experience of me staying without phone was like eating without drinking water. My phone was like my best friend that I always held unto, now it was just me and my cousin with a small button phone we managed.

Shortly after that incident on Saturday evening, we called the phone lines again and it was ringing without no one answering, for some minutes it kept ringing unanswered. I suspected the thief might be trying to break into my data and checked my mail with my dad's phone to see some password reset messages. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to format the stolen phone. I quickly downloaded and logged into google find my phone app and erased all my data leaving the phone useless. I still feel sad at the memory of that but it is well now. Last week, I had to sell some of my BCH to get a new phone for myself while my aunt donated one of her phone to my cousin.

An experience I would never forget and a great lesson I learnt. This is probably the worse thing that happened to me this year and I pray such will never happen again. When we're being careless, we get the blame, when we are being careful, we still get the blame. Nowhere is safe except in the house. Today, I have a new phone and the memory of the past has thought me a lot. They stole my phone but not my plans, I still remain my humble self and I keep going.

To all those who takes what doesn't belong to them, now is a chance to repent and change your ways. Everyday could be for the thief, but one day is for the owner. There is no gain in causing delay and pains to others intentionally. The penalty when caught could be death or imprisonment. I am of the the believe that: let do unto others according to what we would love them do to us.

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