Chapter 3: Meilinda Admits Addiction to Her Phone.

It wasn’t always like this, I swear. I may not cry if I forget my phone at home, but I’ll feel a bit empty. Then I’ll feel relieved that I’m unburdened. A few minutes later I might reach into my bag for my phone and realize... I left it at home, right.

If my phone is dead, I guarantee within 30minutes I will attempt to check the time and come to realize that....my phone is dead…right.

If it has died and it’s the only thing I’m carrying, I’ll fidget with it -attempting to turn it on and check through my notifications for instagram then facebook. Then I’ll realize that my phone can’t be turned on because it’s dead.

Hi, I’m Meilinda and I’m addicted to my phone.

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