A/N: this came to me one day... hope you all enjoy it! Please review!
Disclaimer: Don't own it!
Miley sat on her bed and sighed. It had been one of those days... well more of one of those weeks where nothing seemed to have gone right. She and Lilly had had a fight, Oliver had a new girl (who Miley had sat him up with) and seemed to be ignoring her and Lilly, she missed curfew and was now grounded, and Amber and Ashely were... well they were Amber and Ashely.
Miley flopped on her bed and rolled over. She glanced at a picture of her family that had been taken before her mom had passed away. Her head was filled with thoughts and none of them seemed to please her at that moment.
Life just wasn't fair at times. She didn't like to think that because she was Hannah Montana so who was she to say that life wasn't fair. But this week, life just seemed to deal her cards that weren't fair at all.
"Why me?" She asked no one.
She sighed again. "Maybe..." she allowed the thought to trail off but didn't stop it from making it's presence again. "Maybe everyone's life would be better if I hadn't been born." She thought to herself.
"Miley, lights out!" She heard her father yell up to her.
She rolled over and turned out the lights and soon drifted off into a world of not dreams but semi-nightmares and would wish that she hadn't woken up the next day.
A/N: I know short. But this is merely a prologue.