The+Cell+Phone

The Cell Phone By: Grace Leifur “Kate, come down here!” mom shouted. “What do you want?!” I snapped. “Well then Kate, I guess you don’t want your surprise.” “Surprise?” I questioned. “Yes. Now come down here.” I raced out of my room and slid down the banister. “So where is it?” I asked. Then I saw the box in my mom’s hand. “Is this for me?” “Yes,” she said, “I know you have been wanting one for a long time now and your grades have been all A’s, so I went and bought you one.” I screamed for joy. I took the box from my mom and opened it. My cell phone was a pink Blackberry. It was easy to text on, and had a cute little pearl in the middle that controlled the phone. I knew that this would be my best friend because finally I wasn’t the only 7th grader without a cell phone. I was happy about that. In fact, that night I was so happy that I did all of my homework without any questions, drank all of my milk without a complaint, and went to bed early without a whine. I woke up early the next morning and raced out the door with my new Blackberry. At school I asked for everyone’s number. By the end of the day I had an estimated 200 contacts. The only catch was that from the minute school got out, everyone texted me. Beep! Beep! Beep was all I heard that night. Finally I was ready for bed. I stuffed my phone in my backpack and tried to sleep, but the beeping only seemed to get louder and more annoying. I got a total 6 hours of sleep that night, and the next morning I over slept. At school, everyone was crowding me for my number. My black hair was being pulled, my arms were being tugged and my shirt was being stretched. So I gave my phone to some girl to pass around throughout the day. I didn’t know where my phone was or who had it, but I was hoping I wouldn’t get it back. Of course my wish didn’t come true; at the end of the day some girl I didn’t even know came and gave it back. Now my total number of contacts was 460 people! I was ready for a steady beeping, but I was wrong. Every second my phone beeped. So I left my phone in my room and I went downstairs until I had to go to bed. Surprisingly the beeping had stopped; maybe I could get some sleep tonight. I was about to fall asleep when I heard it, the sound of evil coming from my desk. I looked over at the evil beast who was flashing red. I jumped out of bed and read the text. “R u up?” was what it read. I was so angry that the only thing to do now was destroy the monster. So I chucked it at my wall. It made a big bang when it hit, and it crashed to the floor in a million pieces. My mom ran to my room and flew through the door. “What was that noise?” she shouted. I just looked at her with a smile and said, “That was the sound of evil in defeat” and then I realized what I had done. I had just destroyed a 300 dollar phone. My eyes grew wide with shock; I looked over at my mom who was picking up pieces. I ran over and started to cry. “I am sorry!!!!” I repeated numerous times. She pulled my face to hers and sighed. “What am I going to do with you?” mom said. I laughed and she laughed with me. I knew I wasn’t ready for a cell phone anyway. I went for a week without a phone. It was much better; I was getting full nights of sleep now. But on that Saturday, a package came in the mail. Type in the content of your page here.