It was my fourth time to lose my phone and the second time to experience my phone being snatched last Saturday. And I can't believe that I'm in this position again. I am ok. I know I am ok. But I just can't help myself not being scared every time the exact incident flashes back in my mind. Oh yes, it is like my favorite scene in a romantic movie that stops me then fills up my mind, the only difference is, it frightens me.
I am not angry to the kid who snatched my phone. It's just that he now officially made me scared even to street kids. :(
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