Worst day of my life

So it’s 8pm est thurs night, the weather is great, not too hot, not too cold…I decide to go outside and ride my bmx bike (been riding for about 4 years now)…so i get dressed, head outside to the garage…look around…it was gone, at first i just thought my aunt may have moved it, she was cleaning in their earlier in the day, so i walked around the house for a little, checked out her garage, nothing…panic starts to set in, as i realized someone stole my precious $1000 bmx bike… :frowning: , 99% of the time i keep it in my room, and this one day…this one day i was ‘too tired’ to carry it in…and some one stole it…

I don’t know if i’m more angry, or sad…end of rant.