When I was in the 6th grade, my parents determined I should get my first cell phone because I was going to middle school now and things were different. It was a pink-colored little slide phone where you’d slide it to the side and have the texting keyboard and all. I took decent care of my phone and never needed a replacement. Well, flash forward to Memorial Day weekend. My family and another family went camping up in Pennsylvania for the weekend. Well, one of the days we were up there, my buddy, Oliver, and I thought it would be fun to take the kayaks out on the lake. Genius me, had the bright idea she wanted to listen to the 4 Selena Gomez songs I had on my phone. I thought it would be a brilliant idea to put my phone in a plastic bag to shield it from the water. When we got back from kayaking, I took my phone out only to find the bag was submerged in water. We had no rice or anything to save my phone, so we tried laying it out to dry. Not even 15 minutes later, it starts raining heavily, damaging my phone even more. My mom ended up giving me her first flip phone, which didn’t even have a camera or the option to have music or photos transferred. Lesson learned.