State: New York
Wait, what’s that sound? Where is it? Omg! Where did I put it? Did you see my phone? I can’t find it anywhere, where did I put it? It is right there. It’s right in front of you. Oh, I see it thanks girl I was literally going crazy. Ugh, I missed his call. Should I call him back or wait until he calls me back.
The form of media that affect me the most is my cell phone. Without my cell phone I would be lost in this big world. My phone allows me to surf the internet, text people, make calls, and a lot more features. I enjoy listening to music on my phone. I spend quality time with him. I love my phone; I don’t know where I would be without it. My cell phone means the world to me. My phone has a mind of its own. It’s like my other half. I send over a hundred text messages within 24 hours.

My story …..
Okay, I’m sick and tired of how she treats me; she pushes my buttons to hard. I get tired of being in her pocket or her purse all day. She never gives me a break. She talks too much, always yapping yap yapp! She drops me so many times; I’m surprised I don’t have battery damage. I get sick in tired of her. The only time she is nice to me is when she charges my battery. Sometimes she sucks the life out of me, I sometimes run on one bar, and she doesn’t put me on the charger until I’m completely dead. Once I’m on the charger that’s my time to think. Sometimes I wish she would never take me off the charger. If you’re reading this please help me!