Security had taken my phone away about a week and a half ago because when I was sick, and I had to leave at a certain time, and I checked the time on my phone, put it in pocket, and then a teacher asked me to take out my phone out of my pocket and hand it to him because I have it on school grounds. Well I can't refuse so I gave him my phone, and they said I had to have my parents come back for it. So about a week and 1/2 later I get my dad to grab my phone, and when I get it back, it looked like it was tampered with. It had been on for about 2 weeks, battery screaming that it is dying. And they didn't write my name on the envolope that my phone was encased in. Even though I was thankful to my dad for using his time to get my phone back, I was mad at security.