I was in Grade 6. One day, my dad's car was broken into and all of the stuff inside was stolen, including my backpack. It had my binder (活页夹), my textbooks and my notebooks, where l used to write stories. I was really 1 .

I had to go to school with absolutely nothing the next day.

My teacher, Miss Taylor, was very kind to me. She gave me a new binder 2 I told her what had happened. She also 3  me some crayons(蜡笔) and asked me if I'd like to 4 the front of the binder. I really appreciated her 5 .

But I never did color the new binder, because something even 6  happened later that same day. Miss Taylor got a call from the office. After she hung up the phone, she said 7 this: "Zoe, a miracle has happened! Someone found your backpack!" I 8  to the office and got my backpack. When I opened it, I saw that all my stuff was still inside, including my notebooks. The office secretary said it had been 9  to the school by a couple. They found my backpack on the side of the road and brought it to the school's office because they found the 10 in my binder.

It turns out that there are lots of people out there who are kind. There is no need to lose faith in society just because of one bad apple.