The College Perspective by Lindsey

“Where the fuck is my recorder?”

These are the words uttered by Mari Pizzini as she realizes she has lost vital recordings of interviews for class.

Frantically, she rips apart the futon she was sitting on and her bed, throwing her pillows and her inspirational bedsheets around for good measure.

Nothing.

The two friends that are also studying in her room help her in her search until her friend Alex finds the small black recorder resting on his backpack.

“If you had this the whole time I’ll kill you,” Mari told him.

Just a few minutes before, the room was turned upside down in a quest to kill a spider.

Now, thirty minutes later, there is peace in the dorm.

Mari keeps her recorder in her computer case from now on.