My body filled with excitement. I was nervous and excited at the same time. I was getting ready for my concert. In less than 20 mins, the curtains would be up, and millions would be watching me play my french horn.

I quickly put my horn down, and went to get some water. I was going to be playing Fur Elise, by Beethoven, and Adagietto from symphony, by Mahler.

When I got back I couldn’t find my horn! Oh… God. I could probably just fibd it later, but right now I needed to create something! I wondered why they didn’t have extras?

I had to think fast. I spotted duct tape. I ran straight at it and grabbed it. Hmmmm… what else could I use?, I thought. I found a PVC pipe, and a funnel.

I jumped with joy, as I finished my horn. It didn’t look as good, but it would have to work!

I realized it was my turn to play. I was terrified for my life. It could either be the best thing or the worst…. surprisingly it sounded amazing!

The melody was perfect. Everyone clapped as I finished. The curtains finally fell.

I searched the room for my horn… nothing. My case! I looked in it.

“Oh my god.” I muttered to myself. It was in my case this whole time!