According to GrowingWireless.com , on average, children are about 12 years old when they receive their first mobile device. Once receiving my first phone, I became part of that statistic.

From the age of 11, I remember begging my parents for a phone. All of my friends had them, and like any other angsty teenager, I thought my life would end if I did not get one. After a year of strategic and elaborate tactics attempting to convince my parents that I needed a phone, I finally got one. It was love at first sight.

We started doing everything together, hanging out with friends, going to movies and he even met my parents on our first date. You could say for the first few years, things were going quite well for us. But then came the soda incident.

I was 14 years old, and I was attending a party for a friend's birthday. Because we were young, the only fun, public and inexpensive places to host a birthday party was at a bowling alley. In the first few hours, things were going well as more and more people showed up. But once the place filled up, things got crazy. My phone was being passed around as my friends were viewing photographs and in all of the commotion, it happened. He was dropped right into a cup of cherry coke. Devastated, I attempted to fix him by putting him in a cup of rice overnight, but that didn't help. He was dead.

Throughout the years, I have gone through about five phones to get me to my current phone today. It was after all of these years of switching phones due to damage or updates that I have realized, no matter what phone it is, the love for my phone will never change.

My phone and I have gone through good and bad times. He was there for my first concert, when I got my wisdom teeth out and when I fell down the hill in college. He has stuck with me and always given me a way to de-stress, socialize and update myself on news.

Although there are times when he doesn't think I love him and I angrily throw him on the ground because I lost my game of Words with Friends, there is always something about him that keeps me coming back for more.