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I had just changed the laces on my shoes when i thought it looked good enough for a photo. So i went up stairs to get my camera. So for some strange reason I couldn't find it! so I turned the house inside and out looking for it but I still couldn't find it. At this point I thought it had been stolen as I had had carpenters and decoraters early that week doing work. I knew it wasn't the decorators as I was around when they were working but I didn't trust the carpenters. So I rang my dad to see what I should do and if he could help in some way. He answered the phone and said "It's your own fault! You should take more care of these sort of things!" I had one last look before my life was ruined and almost 2 years of saving up had been taken from me. I couldn't find it. So I rang my dad desperate now hoping he would be able to do something. He answered the phone and seemed to recall hiding in his pants draw (ewwww). So I checked in there. And finally I found it. I was probably more happy finding it than I was getting it

Im glad that catastrophe is over!