I was at my locker today and I was packing all my work to take home. At I reached the stairs I pushed open the door to go down the stairs and I realized my gold ring was gone. I had like a mini panic attack inside and turned around to back track from my locker to 8th period. I knew it was somewhere between 7th and my locker because 7th is ceramics and I remember putting it back on after I cleaned up the clay. I rushed down stairs hoping I would gain enough time to check my eighth and not have to check 7th. As I power walked through the halls and down the stairs I scanned the floor, but nothing. I reached my class but the teacher was talking. I kindly/quickly interrupter her and got out the fact that I lost my ring. She helped me look, but all we saw was a marble. I knew I was cutting it close to missing the bus, so I said good bye fast and scurried away. I was all jittery and afraid, I would just have to check ceramics tomorrow. As I ran towards to door by my bus all the teachers had already come inside. One of my favorite teachers from last year understood I was trying to get to the bus but called, "[My name, but I'm not going to list it for security reasons,] I don't think your going to make it." and I just shouted back, "Yes I am!" as I approached the doors the buses were still there. Just as I made it through the first set of doors one row of buses started to leave. I sprinted to my bus, I heard someone shout my name, and he opened the door and I jumped inside just in time! As I look my seat some one commented to me how I made it just in time. Then I looked in the bottom of my bag, and my ring was there, how? I don't know.
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