Write the story of a time you’ve been lost. Were you in a car? On foot? In a foreign country? Alone?

The best story I have of getting lost on foot was in Mexico, Camargo Chihuahua. Which is my families hometown we went on a summer trip last year. I had took my friend Elizebeth since she hadn’t been to Mexico in awhile and some of her family is from the same city as my family. So the second night we had already been settled in and everything it was me and my mom her sister and two of our cousin as well as my friend. My mom had asked us to go to the grocery store that was supposedly down the street from where we were staying, we wanted to be prepared for a block party our family was going to throw for our little cousins birthday. So we said okay that’s fine. We should’ve asked my older cousin to go with e and my friend since we do not know around the house as well as she did, but of course we did not and we thought we could do it ourselves. It was dark out but there was still plenty of people out going for walks and other things, we contained walking on the same street our house was on since we had gotten told the store was down the street which really wasn’t when we reached a dead end. So we then thought about calling my mom but had not took our phones with us you ask why? I’m not sure why we didn’t if we were in another country. So we decided to take a left down another street this street did not have so much light like the previous street we were on did but we said whatever lets just keep walking so we ended up on other street and we did not know how we ended up on other street. There are small allies in Mexico mostly around small houses and small streets so I believe we ended up in an alley which was kinda scary so we were completely lost but we were kind of enjoying the free time away from the family as some teenagers do when on a summer trip. Some what like thirty minutes passed and we started arguing about where we were and where the dam store was at because all the streets we had passed there was no store. Not much happened between the thirty minutes and us trying to figure out where we were because we still ended up on different streets every time we agreed on a street to go on. As we’re walking down a street we here someone yelling our names and it was my mom yelling where we were that and hour had passed, she started telling us again how the store was down the street and we were on the opposite street and kept making the same turns but I guess we didn’t notice because it was pretty dark and most of the houses looked the same because they were the same houses the whole time. So my mom had obviously been upset and took us and showed us the way to the store which was up the street from the house!! So me and my friend had asked why my mom said down the street and she said I messed up when I told you, and that her sister told her when we had left the house that the store was actually up the street so this is when I noticed we needed our phones and should’ve asked if they were sure it was down the street. So at the end up the night is was everyones fault we got lost and now we know to listen more carefully and make sure we keep our phones on us 24/7 when on a summer trip because anything can happen! there was way more detail to this story but this was a shorter version kind of!.