She was very worried but tried to stay calm. After that, she informed the airport manager who could help her find her luggage. But the airport manager informed that no one had come. She admitted she had the wrong suitcase. Jessica started to feel like crying, she blamed herself for not being careful. But then she also managed to control her emotions. She immediately called my best friend - she was from a young age when I moved to England to live with my parents. I immediately drove to the airport to pick her up. When she arrived, she met me and burst into tears and told me that she had been bullied. I mistook her suitcase for someone. I immediately comforted her, and drove her to my house. Jessica sat in my room and confided in her telling me that she hoped someone would contact the wrong person suitcase with her. I immediately told Jessica that it definitely would. To help her forget her sadness, I took her to a recently opened seafood restaurant for her to enjoy. Then we Also go to supermarkets, amusement parks, ....Jessica's mood in bed seems to have improved. After a tiring day of playing, she slept very well that night. The next morning, I saw her phone was called, I saw Jessica still sleeping soundly  wake her up I immediately picked it up, the other person said: Hello, is it Jessica, did you have the wrong suitcase? I replied: Oh, yes, but how do you know this suitcase is mine? She replied: I know it's because of your referral card in the suitcase, I'm also worried when I got the wrong suitcase. Can we meet at 2 p.m this afternoon at the airport? I replied: Of course!I'll see you at 2 p.m!I was half happy and half happy so I called Jessica up and told her the story. So at exactly 2pm I drove her to the airport to exchange suitcases, both parties were very happy. She hugged her. and thanked me for being with her when she was sad. And since then, through the story above, our friendship has become more and more certain.