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26 August 2015 @ 01:12 pm
Week 4, Prompt 1: Something you had that was stolen.  
Note: I seem to have been missing alerts that things were being posted, so I guess I'm going to have to check the group manually from here on out.

One macbook I owned, a gift from a family friend that worked for apple, had died in a somewhat hilarious manner - out of my skull after general anesthestic, I'd simply forgotton to conintue holding the milkshake that was in my hand. So I'd stopped holding it. Right over the keyboard.

The other one was a lot less amusing and more bewildering. I'd only stepped out for a second. The laundry room was right around the corner from my apartment - I didn't even have to use the elevator, it was right there on the same floor. It was a Saturday afternoon, it was time to pick up my clothes from the dryer, and I closed the laptop, set it on the recliner seat, and took my laundry bag off to collect my things.

When I got back, I tossed the bag into my room, went to sit back down at the computer, but for one little hitch:

It wasn't there.

I couldn't really process, at first, the idea that it had been stolen. I assumed I'd done something featherbrained and left it on the windowsill, or the sofa instead. But it wasn't there either.

Now, it had been plugged in - it was getting old and the battery had long since decided it  had had enough, so it had to be plugged in all the time, or else it would shut down. So the fact that it wasn't within cord radius of the wall was what tipped me off. The possibility felt like a bug crawling into my ear. Stolen? From my apartment, on an upper floor of a keycard-secured building with a guard, with an apartment door that locks itself, in the less than five minutes it took me to get to the laundry room and back? What were the odds?

My roommate's keyboard and digital camera were gone as well, which was a pretty unfun phone call to make. We filed a police report, but they were pretty pessimistic about it, understandably.

As far as I know, it could only have been the security guard - they'd have the ability to enter a locked room, and the knowledge of when someone left due to the cctvs in the halls. They never got our stuff back, I'm not even sure whether they caught the person or not, but it was hard to feel entirely safe in that apartment from then on.