All I remember was when I was singing One In A Million, and then I got hit on the head with something, then nothing. When I woke up, I was in the hospital bed, and all I could hear was the machine next to me beeping. I knew that my head had a sharp pain, but that's all. When my dad came in, he held something in his hand, when he got closer; I could tell it was my blonde wig!
"Dad, hide it, some one might see!"
"Bud, everyone already knows the secret." My eyes got big and round.
"How?"
"While you were on stage, the lights fell on you; you were bleeding everywhere, and blacked out. The audience was screaming, and rushed to the stage; your wig flew off your head, and landed next to the drums. Everyone was shocked. But we called the ambulance as soon as soon as we could. Bud, everyone knows." I was speechless, how could this happen?
"Dad, how am I going to live a normal life?"
"I don't know, you barely made it through the accident, you've been out for almost a month now." A month, how could have I been out for almost a month, what's happened since then?
"Dad, what's happened?" His face became low.
"Since then, lots changed, bud, you better come home." I was terrified by his voice. When we came home, everything seemed normal. The couch was in its same place, same thing as the piano, and kitchen table, what did he mean by los changed? Suddenly the door bell rang, Lilly stood there, but she looked different. Her hair was black with red highlights in it, she wore baggy black pants, and a black shirt.
"Lilly?" I said when I answered the door. She sprung out and hugged me, tears trickled down her face, and she didn't say a word. "Lilly, what's wrong?"
"Miley, so much has changed."
"What?!" I was getting frustrated from hearing that on and on.
" Two weeks ago after the accident, Oliver disappeared, no one had heard from him in weeks, not even his parents."