Chapter1 Come home
in 2002
I was in journey with my parents to italy it was so fun and tired and we went ہوم (united states)but I had been so excitied about two weaks پہلے to go to italy , but my parents had to work there ,but they loved travling like me ,then when we finished we rid the plane and i was so frightened as usual ,"mom ,i want to go to bathroom ,where is it?" I asked " at the end of passage " "thanks mom" i ran then suddenly i hit someone's arm " sorry" and i ran to bathroom ,i ended up my stuff ,and i was going back my hand bag fell down in front of the same person , he picked it up and gave it to me " thanks sir " I glanced at him " you're welcome" i could see his wide brown eyes then i had a نشست then suddenly he had a نشست beside me " I'm sorry for hiting your leg ,I wanted to go to bathroom quickly" he kept his silence and looked at myeyes my eyes were blue , then " don't worry it's okay " " Thanks I feel guitly for آپ " he shocked my hand ,his hand was so soft i held my hand tightly my mom called on me "yes ,mom" " to whom are آپ talking ?" I looked at him and کہا " I'm not talking to anyone" then i left back and " oh ,my god are آپ Michael Jackson? ,who sings Billie jean?" "yes i'm" he smiled " i dance to it all the time ,I love it" "thanks i love it to" " but why are آپ here In iTaly ?" " cause I had a کنسرٹ here and you?" " for myparents work"
"isn't it tiring to make a کنسرٹ here , especially here in italy they don't know English very well?" "I agree but they who asked me to come here" "where are آپ going?" "I'm going to new York ,there's small show" "ok ,what's your favourite song you've sung?" "heal the world" "and why is that?""because آپ know i love peace and children ,these innoncent eyes need a better place to live in and آپ where are آپ going ?" "california" "why escpically the children?" " cause what have happened to me in my childhood" "like what""my dad was beating me all the times ,i didn't have a normal childhood ,I was singing since i was five " " sorry to make آپ remember" "and i didn't forget that" " but isn't it enjoyable to have something to do, you're professinal i mean didn't آپ feel alive when آپ sing?" "yes ,but there's a price of fame !" "like what?" " like privacy " " How?" "I couldn't have privacy since i was five they all make a رپورٹ where i go and when it's so annoying " "sorry I forget where are آپ going? " "california (les Angeles)" "oh ,no I have a کنسرٹ there" "really?" "yes" "when and where?" "at the end of this ماہ in neverland" "ok,i'll come " "but what's your name?" "sara" I yawned"do آپ wanna sleep ?" "yes " "sorry to bother you" "no problem " "nice to meet you" " nice to meet آپ too" I slept until we reached united states
in 2002
I was in journey with my parents to italy it was so fun and tired and we went ہوم (united states)but I had been so excitied about two weaks پہلے to go to italy , but my parents had to work there ,but they loved travling like me ,then when we finished we rid the plane and i was so frightened as usual ,"mom ,i want to go to bathroom ,where is it?" I asked " at the end of passage " "thanks mom" i ran then suddenly i hit someone's arm " sorry" and i ran to bathroom ,i ended up my stuff ,and i was going back my hand bag fell down in front of the same person , he picked it up and gave it to me " thanks sir " I glanced at him " you're welcome" i could see his wide brown eyes then i had a نشست then suddenly he had a نشست beside me " I'm sorry for hiting your leg ,I wanted to go to bathroom quickly" he kept his silence and looked at myeyes my eyes were blue , then " don't worry it's okay " " Thanks I feel guitly for آپ " he shocked my hand ,his hand was so soft i held my hand tightly my mom called on me "yes ,mom" " to whom are آپ talking ?" I looked at him and کہا " I'm not talking to anyone" then i left back and " oh ,my god are آپ Michael Jackson? ,who sings Billie jean?" "yes i'm" he smiled " i dance to it all the time ,I love it" "thanks i love it to" " but why are آپ here In iTaly ?" " cause I had a کنسرٹ here and you?" " for myparents work"
"isn't it tiring to make a کنسرٹ here , especially here in italy they don't know English very well?" "I agree but they who asked me to come here" "where are آپ going?" "I'm going to new York ,there's small show" "ok ,what's your favourite song you've sung?" "heal the world" "and why is that?""because آپ know i love peace and children ,these innoncent eyes need a better place to live in and آپ where are آپ going ?" "california" "why escpically the children?" " cause what have happened to me in my childhood" "like what""my dad was beating me all the times ,i didn't have a normal childhood ,I was singing since i was five " " sorry to make آپ remember" "and i didn't forget that" " but isn't it enjoyable to have something to do, you're professinal i mean didn't آپ feel alive when آپ sing?" "yes ,but there's a price of fame !" "like what?" " like privacy " " How?" "I couldn't have privacy since i was five they all make a رپورٹ where i go and when it's so annoying " "sorry I forget where are آپ going? " "california (les Angeles)" "oh ,no I have a کنسرٹ there" "really?" "yes" "when and where?" "at the end of this ماہ in neverland" "ok,i'll come " "but what's your name?" "sara" I yawned"do آپ wanna sleep ?" "yes " "sorry to bother you" "no problem " "nice to meet you" " nice to meet آپ too" I slept until we reached united states
