Alas, Poor Phone, I Knew Ye Well

Well, my poor, practically brand new iPhone is missing. Yup. Can't find it.

When I came in from work, I had my wallet, phone, and 2 take out boxes of food in my hands. I went to the kitchen and set them down, then too my phone and wallet into the bedroom and put them on top of the TV, where the phone promptly decided to start sliding off, and irritate me, so I set it on the corner of the nightstand by the TV. I changed clothes, and went and fed Shayla, sat down and ate my food, then I went and did laundry, and brought a basket back into the bedroom to fold. I made the bed, and then I went looking for my phone because I had to go to the bathroom. I couldn't find it, so I took a book instead. When I came back, I started a frantic search of the whole house to find my phone. I bit my tongue instead of accusing the known thief, who's taken my phone twice before, and I searched all the toy boxes and everywhere in the living room. I also searched my bedroom, all the drawers I put the clothes in. After some hollering at Shayla because she was whining that she "just wanted mommy" and I kept telling her I was looking for my phone, Glenda got up and started looking too, and started asking Sonny where the phone was. At first he'd say he didn't know, then he started saying 'we'll find it tomorrow" and then he claimed to have seen it on the floor in my bedroom.
Jordan came into my room to look and found a scorpion, which he killed. But unfortunately, besides that and some ants in Glenda's bed, we didn't find the phone. So now, it's gone. I haven't been without a phone in almost 8 years. Since I was like a junior in High School. I dunno what to do...I feel so lost without my phone....It was like, attached to my hand, even if I don't have signal I carry it around the house and wherever else I am.
I tell ya what, though, if we don't ever find it, Chance is gonna be severely pissed cuz we can't replace it and we have to keep paying for it for another 2 years since it's under contract,and it'll either be at me for letting it 'go missing', even though he instantly accused Sonny when I said we hadn't found it, or at Sonny and/or his Mom. Really though, that kid needs to be like, strapped to her hip to keep him outta trouble. He's always taking something or going somewhere he isn't supposed to.