I don't know where my cell phone is.
I haven't had it since I miscarried but then it was in my roommates car. It was dead. So then we finally found the charger, yesterday. But now I can't find my phone. He says it might still be in his car.
I need my phone because I haven't been able to check messages for weeks, and I've given out my cell number to a ton of hispanic people who said they were going to call or have their friends call, for jobs.
So I have to have it.
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