what an embarrassed experience!

    I think my life is pretty different from others’. As a matter of fact, I always make my life unique by losing my way for innumerable times or forgetting to take something important such as keys to the door or Buck ID. What I am going to talk about is that I think the most abashed experience in my entire life(I wish).

     On the September 13th morning, I took my first flight to Detroit, tired and nervous. I didn’t even want to move a step, but I had to because the luggages must be checked for a second time. When I got off from the airplane, pulling myself to the luggage claim, I felt I am in a fog. I could not find my luggage after pulling down many luggages which are similar to mine. I remembered my mother tied a red line to the handle of the luggage. However, almost every luggage had a red line on it which seemed to be a chinese preference. Walking around the band carrier again and again in a hurry, eventually I find it in a corner with a sense of relief. It also took me a long time to finish the complex process before loading. Fortunately, I caught the second flight in time. Everything seemed perfect and I thought I should enjoy the 2-hour-trip. 

      In fact, things are always complicate. I took my luggages shortly after landing in Columbus because my friends had waited for my for 2 hours. But the next morning, I wanted to put my coat on and opened the luggage, I couldn’t believe my eyes that the box is not mine. I starring the box with an upset and felt guilty. I was so sorry to the owner of the luggage and to myself. How ridiculous it is. How embarrassed I am. Consequently, I took it back to the airport and found my luggage still be there. I wonder if the owner took back his luggage finally. 

       If you are the owner, please forgive me.