The thief
I think everyone knows it is difficult to live out of your comfort zone, all alone in a foreign land. Besides having to cope with the temporary loss of your family, you have to adapt to unfamiliar habits and try to make yourself comfortable in a totally new environment.
There, you are housed with a dormitory of people, also thrown into new surroundings. Somehow, a bond of emotion might have invisibly crept up between you and those strangers. Although you don't know one another, the unspoken connection ensues because of common understanding of each other's plight.
Expecting the whole group of strangers to take care of each other seems a little too much, but at the very least, you do suppose that they will watch you back. Or at least you thought so.
A cell phone might seem like a toy gadget these days which you occasionally take out of your pockets to fiddle with and pass time. But to someone stuck someplace miles away from home, it serves as an authentic communicating device for her to find her way home.
So to the thief who stole my sis's hand phone: I hope you'll end up in hell and get fucked down there!
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