Saturday, February 2, 2008

The day my bag was stolen


One of the events which marked my life is the day my bag was stolen. It was the first time this kind of thing happened to me. What made this day even more unforgettable was the speed with which friends came to my rescue. No matter how terrifying this experience was, it helped me figure out how important friendship can be.

It was an ordinary day. I just woke up early and preparing myself for school. It was very cold outside and because of the heavy fog we couldn’t see more than one meter ahead. On my way to school, I noticed that somebody was following me, but I didn’t pay attention to it the first time. As this person continued to follow me, I started to walk more quickly but suddenly, the guy started chasing me. I panicked so much that I couldn’t move. Therefore, he caught me, took my bag, pushed me on the grass, and continued to run away. Since I had all my stuff in this bag (wallet, identity card, my house key…) I needed to go to the police station to make some lost declaration.

When I arrived at the police station, lots of people were waiting there. Consequently, I spent lot of time waiting to make my complaint. After a few hours they took my complaint. Because I had my ID with my address on it and also my keys in the bag, the policeman asked me to change my door locks to avoid being stolen. I was so frightened of being stolen and so desperate that I wanted to change my lock as quickly as possible before the thief got to my house. When I was told it was going to cost me 500 euros to change the lock, I got panicky again because I didn’t have the money. Just when I was thinking of how to raise the amount, my friends came to my aid with the money.

To conclude, no matter how sad and frightening this experience was, it helped me to figure out that I have some good friends whom will always be there for me and it helped me also to figure out the meaning and the importance of friendship.

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