I dislike thieves with a passion. Since I aide for a teacher third block, I usually drop my bookbag off in the back of the room. Well, today I was grading papers up at the front at this table, and I wasn't paying attention to my bookbag because no one goes to the back of the room, and that's where the teacher is. So, as I'm grading papers the teacher tells the students to go get their folders, which are in the back of the room. We've been reading a book, and those folders contain our work that goes along with the book. Paying attention to the papers I was grading, I didn't really look in the back of the room, but when I went to get my own book out, it was gone. Someone stole my book. At first I thought, it's odd it's not here because I know I didn't leave it anywhere, but I'll wait till I get home to be certain. Get home, look EVERYWHERE for my book, and it's still missing. Stealing is completely wrong, and it makes me furious. I hate knowing that I can't do anything about it, because I can't tell the teacher someone stole my book because no one will speak up and admit they stole it, and there's no way to prove they stole it. I had to call my dad and he's going to get me another book today, because I need it for an assignment that's two test grades. That's probably why they stole it. They need one and they didn't have one to do their assignment, so stealing someone else's was their best option.
O'well. I feel sorry for whoever took it. I've learned my lesson, never leave my bookbag out of my reach. If they want it that bad that they're going to go down to such low depths in order to get it, then they can have it, because I'm not the one living a sad, thieving life; instead, I'm going to be positive and forgive whoever did it, because I'm not going to worry about it anymore. I've ranted enough and just because I forgive whoever did it, I'm not going to be a fool and forget about it being stolen. I am going to tell my teacher that I need to put my bookbag behind his desk because there're thieves in his classroom. If he tries to say something to the class I'll stop him, because there's nothing that can be done about it now. Makes me mad, but at the end of the day, it's not going to ruin my day.

O'well. I feel sorry for whoever took it. I've learned my lesson, never leave my bookbag out of my reach. If they want it that bad that they're going to go down to such low depths in order to get it, then they can have it, because I'm not the one living a sad, thieving life; instead, I'm going to be positive and forgive whoever did it, because I'm not going to worry about it anymore. I've ranted enough and just because I forgive whoever did it, I'm not going to be a fool and forget about it being stolen. I am going to tell my teacher that I need to put my bookbag behind his desk because there're thieves in his classroom. If he tries to say something to the class I'll stop him, because there's nothing that can be done about it now. Makes me mad, but at the end of the day, it's not going to ruin my day.