I lost my mobile at the mall : teenager on the edge of technological breakdown

I lost my mobile at the mall and am now facing certain death. My mother will accuse me of being lazy, ungrateful and plain old stupid. The first death I suffer will be from an utter lack of natural justice. My father will sentence me to die by disappointment. His shoulders will sag and there will be a long escape of air from his chest, as if I've crept up behind him and pulled out his plug. As if I deliberately lost my mobile phone to prove to him that there is no God. My best friend will kill me, all because there's a photo in my mobile of her standing next to Hugh Jackman. I am not an overly dramatic person, but a year's worth of numbers, texts and photos were in my phone, and if I don't get them back my life is not worth living. www.mobileatthemall.com.au Elly Pickering has just lost her cell phone at the mall, with her whole life inside of it: a year's worth of numbers, texts and photos. If she doesn't get it back, life won't be worth living, or will it? Can you still live life without technology? First person recount. Suggested audience: secondary I lost my mobile at the mall and if I don't get it back, my life is not worth living! I'm not an overly dramatic person, but a year's worth of numbers, texts and photos were in my phone and ..