The display came back on.

For the night, I stayed at Anna’s.
We finally got some shut-eye about 4 AM, and I headed home around noon the next day (I didn’t have school on Friday, thank goodness).
After I washed and had breakfast, I looked at the phone again. I can’t put my finger on why exactly it is that this disturbs me so much simply by looking at it. That day, I made up my mind to turn it in to the police.
I had just put it in my bag to take it with me when the screen came on.