What is it?

March 31, 2016

It lives in my hand

I freak out when I don't have it

My mom absolutely hates it

She thinks its taking over my life

But she's wrong

It makes me feel closer to everyone

It allows me to easily communicate with everyone

It can be a distraction

But I can manage it

What migh this be?

Youre right! It's my phone

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