Twist

Where is my phone?

After receiving the message from the company at nine o'clock this morning, the whole day became wonderful to me. The sun was shining; the birds were singing; a smooth was wind blowing through the lovely window, and I was chosen by the top 10 company in the world to work for them. Actually, it could be called as the luckiest day of my life. All I needed to do was to make a phone call before 10 o'clock this morning. There are millions of people who competed for this position. If I was late, the opportunity might pass by me easily and be gone with the wind. I smiled with an overconfident look on my face and used my hand to grab my phone which was in my pocket to make a phone call. 

"Pa~" That feeling was incorrect. It was definitely incorrect. It was the feeling of NOTHING!

"Where is my phone?" It was abnormal that I couldn't find my phone which I always put in the most conspicuous place in my room. I ripped off my sweatshirt and threw it over the sofa. "In my pocket? No! Where is it?" It should have been some where around. I swept off everything on my sofa and dug into every corner I could find, just like a crazy starving mouse searching wildly for food. 

"Where is my Phone?" I shouted at the air hoping someone could respond and give me back my phone. As expected, nothing happened and my yelling did nothing except made me become manic and ridiculous. Anxious feelings soon took over the anger, and sense came back to my mind. 

I knew that the only way to find my phone was calling my mom, the woman who has known me best in the world. "Mom ! I have something really important to ask you!" 

“What is it ?" After a long period of silence"...e...nothing,  bye mom," I answered, Looking at my phone which I had been holding in my hand all the time.