I heard my name get called to go to the principal’s office on the intercom at my school. I apprehended that something bad was about to happen. When I went to the principal's office, he alerted me that my viola was missing and I have to pay 250 dollars if I don't find in the next 24 hours. The thought of me making my parents pay the money excruciated me. I didn't want to live with guilt all my life. For the next hour, I rummaged the school. Then I started to sweat because I ran out of options. Afterward, the janitor walked by. I asked if he saw my viola. He told me "Yes"! Subsequently, he asked me questions about the viola, to make sure it's my viola. After that, I described its features. Then the janitor reunited me with my viola. I was ecstatic and relieved. From then on I noticed all the small things people do around to help me and others. Also, I learned to thank people even for the littlest of things.