No Phone a week

Now in the world, a lot of people cannot live without a cellphone. I thought so too for a while, until one day I was forced to go without something that I used to think I would not be able to live without. Now that I think about it, I do not even need my cellphone anymore. Here is my story of how I managed to be independent of my cellphone.

It all began during one morning, I heard my cellphone ring in an alarming sound, and I was really curious as to why it would blare out so suddenly. When I pressed the power button to turn my phone on, nothing happened; the screen was black, and the phone on its own was unresponsive.  I know it sounds silly, but my heart was racing at the thought of my phone breaking all of a sudden. My social life depends on it, and my mind was going through thoughts of “what if my friends called me just now?” or “how will I be able to call my parents to pick me up later today” thoughts like these clouded my mind as I scrambled through manuals to find out what the problem is. I concluded that the phone was broken, and I had to buy a new one. My only option at the time was to ask my parents to buy me a new one, but they were not too happy to hear the bad news. They were convinced that my cellphone was perfectly fine, as if I was not satisfied with it already. That was not all, they kept sending me back and forth between them, so if I asked my mom, she would tell me to ask my dad and vice versa. It seemed like there was so much frustration in one day, and I just gave up and decided to accept the fact that I will have to go without a cellphone for a while.

It was weird to be without a cellphone at first, I felt as though I did not have something to distract me, which was good, but bad at the same time. I would often send messages or call my friends, just to have a friendly chat, or ask about plans and such. Regardless of how not having a cellphone affected me, I had to find myself something to do, or I would just die of boredom.

The first couple of days felt as though I was limited in everything I could do. I enjoyed taking photos with my cellphone, but that was not an option anymore. I could not call friends anymore to ask them about things like homework help or if they would like to see a movie after school. It even got to the point where I would frantically check my phone in hopes it magically fixed itself; I got pretty desperate during my first couple of days. However, the freedom from phone calls throughout the day actually felt rather relaxing. A small break from my social responsibilities actually worked wonders on me. I do not think my cellphone is useless, but I have grown much more detached from it now, after being able to experience the feeling of independence from my social life. I still value talking to my friends and family, but it is nice to be able to just focus on my own life for a change.

I understand now the undeniable value and importance of a cellphone, its capability to keep me connected with people wherever they may be, and just the idea of having a small computer in the palm of my hands. But as we all know too well, with great power comes great responsibility and it is my responsibility as I think it should be everybody's responsibility to make sure that they take a break from their cellphones and just enjoy the world free of minor distractions. Sure, your friends might not know what you are doing at this very moment, but sometimes, a little alone time can do wonders for your overall well-being.