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So this will be the first time I write and publish something out there. Now since this is the first time I am writing anything, my story might not be as interesting as others, but please be patient and hear me out, cause being an introvert I don't really tell other "people" what I actually feel.
By the title suggests you might be thinking as of now that I might have lost something, something that was really close to my heart, something that I loved and I adored so much, yes right, those all are true, but one of your assumptions are not true, this "something" of mines is not a person(I'm just assuming that you assumed it would be a person), It actually is a thing(yeah this story can't be interesting). I lost my laptop, well, my laptop and my phone, well I didn't lose them actually, they have been stolen, from my home, right from next to where I was sleeping. What happened was that....should I begin from the starting? I feel I should, well not from the very beginning, I'll just give you a brief overview of my surroundings. So I live in a city(I'm trying to be anonymous) in India, and share an apartment with 2 other guys, this little apartment of ours has two bedrooms, luckily(or in this story unluckily) I have a separate room, and the other guys share the other room. So one of them gets up early in the morning(07:30 AM) and goes to his office, and since he doesn't want to disturb and wake us up from our ever so precious sleep, he just leaves the door open behind him.
I am assuming that the thief might have entered our apartment, looked at us sleeping, entered my room, just picked up the laptop and my phone which were just lying on the bed, next to my senseless sleeping body, and while leaving the house he noticed my other roommate's phone lying on the bed, next to his senseless sleeping body, picked it up and just left.
Now the thing is don't earn enough and this fuck all happens to me. I am a programmer by profession, dear thief, do you even know how much a laptop means to a programmer. But no I am not going to curse this thief to die or burn in hell or may his most loved thing be stolen (by me), no, I'm not going to that.
By the way we do have CCTV cameras installed in our building, but I am pretty sure, with the luck that I possess, we are never going to catch the thief or get my things back.
Dear reader, if you made it till here, you are awesome for reading it, also please slip in a little, "may this guy find his lost items" in your prayers tonight, cause I know that God exists and will help me if you all insist him a little.
Thanks a ton for reading this and may you never lose the things that you love.
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