"Still no word yet on the disappearance of fourteen year old Amanda Walthol, but stay tuned for further announcements."
I woke up and found myself in a hospital room, looking at a television with a picture of Amanda's face on the news. She wasn't a very close friend, but I still wondered what had happen to her since the big storm to make her end up on the news. Before I could even collect my thoughts, a nurse came in, saw that I was awake and called out for the doctor. When the doctor finally came in, he told me that I had gotten the worst of the lightning damage, and that everyone else woke up about an hour ago. I then learned that even though we were hit by the lightning, all of us had healed faster than expected. But I had to spend the rest of the day in the hospital, along with all the other kids, and we weren't allowed to leave our rooms.
The rest of the day was pretty much family members coming to visit me. Every person that came in there made a gasping sound that I didn't understand until my older brother and my younger sister came in.
"Hi Maddie", I said, feeling a little groggy after the long day.
"Hi Dewey, what happened to your hair?"
I said, a bit confused, "What?"
Jacob said, "Your hair is weird looking." That's when Maddie brought me one of her hand mirrors. I almost dropped the mirror when I saw it. My hair had turned grey. Well actually, it seemed more like a metallic blonde color.
I said simply, "I like it."
