Mr. Tom's Lost Phone on Railroad Street
Isela. Age 12. San Pablo, California 

It was a sleepy sunny Sunday morning and I was lying in my room when I heard a knock. I rolled out of my bed and went to open the door. When I opened the door, it was our next door neighbour, Mr. Tom.

”Good morning. Sorry to bother you. I seemed to have lost my phone,” Mr. Tom chuckled.

“What happened?” I said.

”I bent down to tie my shoes and forgot it”

Suddenly, Mrs. Sally, another neighbour of mine, came running towards us as fast as a hungry lion. ”I saw you running from outside,” Mrs. Sally uttered.

My mom woke up, and she saw Mrs. Sally and Mr. Tom at the door. It was early in the morning, and she was sleepy. I couldn’t open my eyes, and I felt like I was sleepwalking.

“What are you doing here?” Mom exclaimed.

“Mr. Tom lost his phone. Can I help him find it?” I said.

“Yes, you can,’’ my mom said.

I ran to my room, grabbed my clothes, got dressed, brushed my hair, and sprinted towards the door. “I am ready” I said.

”Let’s go,” Mr. Tom said.

Mr. Tom, Mrs. Sally and I left and retraced his steps. First, we went to the coffee shop. ”I went here first to get a cup of coffee,” he said.

”Hi, how can I help you?” the lady said.

“Have you seen a phone here?” I asked.

”No, sorry,” the lady said.

We left and the next place he went was to the shoe store to get a pair of shoes. The man behind the desk said, “Are you going to buy some shoes today?’’

“No, have you seen a phone here”? I responded.

“No,” the man said.

When we left the store, we went to the park, and we saw dogs, kids, and grownups. ”We are not going to find it in this mess,” I said.

” I give up!” Mr. Tom said.

“No, we are not going to give up just yet,” I said.

Mrs. Sally said, “We are going to look hard, like hungry animals looking for food!”

We looked on benches and under the playground equipment, and we asked people, but they had not seen a phone. We wanted to give up, but we had to keep on trying.

“Where did you go next?” Mrs. Sally asked.

“Library!” Mr. Tom said.

”Maybe it is there,” I said.

We went to the library. When we were walking, we heard someone call out our names, and it was Mrs. Maria and Mr. Thomas. Mr. Thomas said, ”What are you doing up so early? You guys are never up so early on weekends.”

“We can’t find Mr. Tom’s phone,’’ I said.

“Anything that we can help with? ”Mrs. Maria said.

”If you need us, call us on Mrs. Sally’s phone,” Mr. Thomas said.

We left and went to the library, which was a block away. The library was filled with books and computers. “How are we going to find your phone in all these books?” I said.

We looked around, and even inside of books. We looked on the computer desk, but we did not see it.

”Did you sit down and read a book? ”I said.


“Because, you might have forgotten it there.”

Mr. Tom showed us where he sat down to read a book. “I see your phone on the table,” I said.

”Me, too,” said Mr. Tom. ”Now I remember. I put my phone on the table to read my book. When I finished reading, I picked it up, but then I noticed that my shoe was untied. So, I put the book back on the table and tied my shoe. And when I got back up, I grabbed my book and left. But I forgot my phone!”

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