Yesterday I promised my best friend that today going to the movies in the afternoon. So keep clothes in the suitcase. I put my cell phone and my diary inside the suitcase. I did not need anything else.

I fell asleep in class. And then I'll ask my friend to lend me her notes.

At the end of the day everything went perfectly and i went to change my clothes. However, when I put my hand inside the suitcase, I realized that my diary was not there.

I started thinking about where I could have left mi diario, but I could think of nowhere. Hours passed and nerves grew.

-And if you left your home?- Ana said.

-It's impossible, I never go out without my diary! - I said questioning her.

Although Ana helped me search and did not go to see the movie. She was not angry with me.

-I hope you find it- Ana said.

-I hope too - I said with eyes tearing.

I arrived home depressed. I did not even eat. I went into my room and saw my diary on the bed.

I better tell Ana that my mother confiscate it and I heroically recover it. If I tell her the truth, maybe she is angry.