I was at my primary school. I was sitting near the library, on the pillar seats and noticed a iPhone next to me, which had a big shockproof cover. I picked it up and bailed with it. I went into the library and noticed that Ellen DeGeneres was there as the library teacher. I was in and out pretty quickly, and as I was leaving I saw someone I knew, and they said hi to me. I was in a rush and said hi, bye to them as I left. I was in the toilets that faced towards the oval. I was with in there with someone I had seen before. I checked the cubicles to see which one was the cleanest. I was thinking of myself as I was the first to check the cubicles and took the best one, leaving the other guy to choose his cubicle. I was sitting on the toilet looking at the iPhone I had just taken to put it on silent. Two heads popped up over the door it was Drew D and someone else that looked familiar. I quickly put the phone in my pocket, just in case they knew I had the stolen phone. I said to them that I couldn't finish having a shit, while you two fellas were watching me. I left the toilet and noticed a lot of girls in the men's toilet, which was odd. I walked into the area, where the year 12's (Senior students) were. A few strange things happened but I can't recall. There were a lot of students there. I was now at my old house in blacksland. I was looking at the phone, which wasn't a phone now, it was an iPad. The iPad was in a clear box (ones you see in a claw machine). It had a massive crack on the front of it also. I was in the lounge room, and I noticed the map app was opened. The green dot was coming towards my location. I began to get paranoid, and figured that the owner must have the app ''Find my iPhone'', which shows the location of it, if you were to lose it/get stolen. I quickly rushed through the phone to look for numbers that I could find that were closely related to the owner. I was going to say that I found there phone and was willing to return it. I saw my name at the top of the contact list. I looked through the photo's and noticed that a guy I knew was in a lot of them, so I assumed it was him (My ex's, best friend's, cousin, Shane). I was panicking, and really started to feel the pressure of getting caught in the act with his phone. I was struggling to think straight. I looked for the Facebook app, so I could get in contact with him. I figured he may have a laptop/pc and could be logged in on that. Now that I think of it, sounds silly. I was logged into his account but was going to get in contact with him, derrrrrp