Chapter 22

• Andrew's POV
• Gosh! Today is turning out to be so horrible! I am just coming from the mansion where the party was held last night in search of my guitar. All my hopes was that I will find it somewhere in the building this morning when I get there...but my hopes and spirit were left shattered into million pieces when I couldn't find it and the teenage boy I met in the building about same age with me said he saw no guitar even though he recognized me from the party last night as the guy that performed but he said he has no idea where my guitar was and who could have taken it since there were much people at the party last night and anyone could have taken it. Everything just seems so hopeless and I feel so down and hurt. You might say I am getting all worked up for nothing that it's just a guitar and I can get a new better one but that's not true. This is not just an ordinary guitar, it means so much more to me than an ordinary guitar. I value it a lot because it was a gift from someone very dear to my heart and I cherish it a lot.
• I really do need to find that guitar, but where do I start from???