Fun with magnets!

Some of you might be wondering why, I haven't been updating (yes, I do realize there is no one out there to wonder and you probably don't care, but I'm going to tell you anyways). Well, the reason is, I decided to do a little experiments with magnets :

"Jazmine! There is a loud noise in the dryer! I'm going to have to kill you," She yelled. Why does mom always expect it to be me? Why not any of my other siblings? Oh well. 

"Whadda ya want me to do about it?" I screamed after her. 


"I don't know!" she replied. Wait, so you just wanted to yell at me? I almost asked her that,  but thought better of it remembering last time. 


"Do you want me to get whatever it is out of the dryer?"

"Yes!"


"Why didn't you say that in the first place?" I muttered under my breath. When I look through the dryer, I realize there is a magnet in my pants. Taking it out I decided I'd go around and try to stick it to different things, which I did. As I finished up, I went back to my science project on the computer and held the magnet still in my hand. Bored to death, I held the magnet even closer to the computer while I worked, slightly remembering something my brother had told me about magnets. 


"Click, clang, clickity click click!" the computer screeched at me. My heart skipped three beats, as I suddenly remembered everything Nicholas told me about magnets and computers, 'magnets and computers, they are not friends. If you hold a magnet up to a computer, you'll brake it.' Still clutching the magnet I threw it across the room and prayed with all my might that I didn't brake the computer.


"Nicky, Nicky!" I called for my brother knowing that he could do something. He can program video games on a calculator, but that's another story. When I realize he isn't home, I frantically run to the phone and call his number, after looking for it. The answering machine was so devastating to hear, I started to tear up. While still walking around my mom saw me and asked me what I was doing, "Just looking," I replied hoping she wouldn't hear the still clicking computer. 


Minutes went by and still there was no return call, I had no other choice. "The computers broken," I inform my mom, pain clearly etched into my voice.


"You know the computers broken?" she asked simply.


"Well, it's been making this sound..."


"I'll go check it out," she says while looking at the computer. "Yeah, its broken alright,"she verified. 


"Broken forever?" I know I sounded like a 2 year old, but that's how I felt as well.

"Yes, broken forever," mom confirmed. "Now go work on the other computer, but only for an hour. I'll write a note to your science teacher to explain what happened. Walking off I still felt terrible, and working on science fair stuff sure didn't help. A little later mom came back over. "Cheer up, that computer was old anyways, besides it wasn't you fault," she reassured. 


I really started to cry now, "But mom, it was my fault."


"What are you talking about?"


"I put a magnet next to the computer so it broke!"


"Well you didn't do it on purpose, it's okay." 


That really surprised me, I had expected her to go berserk and be super frustrated, but she was so calm. I really, really appreciated that. Good thing was, that in fact I hadn't completely broke the computer, just erased the entire hard-drive, which is actually almost as bad. If you were to look at the desktop all you would see is Firefox and the recycling bin. No Microsoft Word! Oh, well it was my fault to begin with so I'll have to cope. 

Advice: Magnets+Computers=not friends!