WHEN I WAS ROBBED

VANESSA  STEFANIA  HERRERA  PEÑA

Código: 201012362

NIVEL 3

GRUPO SABADO (19)

LUNES, 30 DE AGOSTO

MEDICINA

On  April  9, I  was  in  the library of the Sabana University. I entered and registered me to keep my suitcase in a locker. Then, while I was walking towards the system room, a friend greeted me and he asked me the card. I gave it to him and he left.

When I entered the system room, I sat down in one of the computers of the corner; while I was feeling observed by an unknown young who was nearby to my chair.

That made me blush a bit, but I decided not to give very important.

I  had  to do a task, so  while I was  doing  my  homework on the computer I put my phone  in a corner of the table. I was very tired because the night before I had not slept comfortably. Then,  I  supported  my head on the table one time and I did not realize  that  while  I  was  resting  and I was almost falling asleep, that strange boy took my  cell phone  and  hid  it  in  his pants. Suddenly, when I got up and I did not see my cell phone too alarmed me. I began asking the persons who were around me if they had seen my cell phone or someone who had taken it, but nobody gave to me a response.

So  I  went  out  and  I went in search of a  watchman, while  I was speaking with to the  watchman, a girl approached  me  and  said she  saw the  young man near me who had taken my cell phone, but she thought it was a friend of mine. In company of the watchman I went quickly to the systems room, however when we arrived the young man was gone and nobody knew him. I asked the watchman that if the system room had not security cameras and he said no. Then, I felt very sad and worried  and  I  started  to  cry  bitterly for the loss of my cell phone which had been acquired the previous night.

While  I  was  going  the  way  home,  I  was  thinking  that  was  going to say to my mother.  When  I  got  home  my  mother  opened  the  door  and  saw  me so sad I wonder  what  had  happened.  While  we  were  walking  into  the living room I was telling  my  story  and  she  scolded  me  harshly.  Then I began to cry while I was listening her words.  When, she saw me   in this condition, she said to me that I do not worry me that already had happened and we could not do anything. Although also said that I must learn to be very careful with my things and especially to being bolder.

 Finally, I concluded that I must be a person more careful with her things, besides not being as confident in the presence of strangers.