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 yeah he didn't wear the جیکٹ :P
yeah he didn't wear the jacket :P
At 2 AM
For some reason, I couldn't sleep. I looked at the schedule and saw that we didn't have rehearsals today. I sighed in relief, then thought back to when Michael had dropped me off.
"What did he mean سے طرف کی 'see آپ tomorrow'?" I muttered.
Soon, I heard pebbles being thrown at my window. I raised my eyebrow and moved my curtain and opened my window. I looked everywhere, but didn't see anyone. Suddenly, I heard a whisper.
"Psst. Rebecca. Down here." Someone said.
I looked below my window and saw Michael standing there. He chuckled nervously and smiled a little.
"Oh my gosh, Michael. What are آپ doing here?" I asked him.
"You haven't been able to sleep, have you?"
"Not really, no. What about you?"
"Same. Wanna...I don't know...go for a night stroll through the park?"
I thought about it. 'It would give me a chance to get to know مزید about him.' I looked at him. "Sure. Just hold on for a few minutes."
He nodded and I closed my window and curtain and changed. I left a note, just in case anyone needs یا wants to find me, on my بستر and opened my window again. I zipped up my long sleeve شرٹ, قمیض and climbed out the window and slid down the drain pipe. Michael looked at me in shock.
"Doesn't that hurt your hands?"
I looked at him and shrugged my shoulders. "Eh, I'm used to it. I've been climbing up and sliding down that drain pipe for years."
He giggled and we walked, side-by-side, to the park.
Once In The Park
I looked at what he was wearing and finally realized that he was wearing his outfit for Smooth Criminal. He saw me looking and giggled.
"I'm getting use to wearing it. For the song tomorrow." He said.
I blushed a little and giggled. "W-Well...it l-looks..." I started.
"It looks what?"
I tried to say it, but I just couldn't. So, I tried a diversion.
"Oh look! The swings!"
He saw me run towards the swings and giggled. He ran behind me and grabbed the chains from behind me and pulled back then let go. I giggled as he pushed me on the swings. I really felt like a child again. Once I swung on my own, he got on the other سوئنگ, جھول and swung himself. I looked over at him and giggled. He looked at me and giggled while he swung.
After A Few Minutes
We stopped swinging and walked around the park. The wind picked up slightly and blew my hat off my head. I turned and saw it flying on the ground.
"Oh my gosh! Come back here!" I said, giggling.
Soon enough, I ran after it with Michael following. I tried to grab it, but no luck. Michael tried to grab it as well, only to have his white fedora fly off his head.
"Not my fedora, too!" He said, giggling. "Evil wind!"
He grabbed my hat and I chased after his fedora. I managed to grab it before it got into the fountain. I dusted it off and went back over to Michael. He put my hat on my head and I put his fedora back on his head.
"Thanks, Rebecca." He giggled, gripping his fedora.
"No problem, Michael." I told him. "Thanks for catching my hat, though."
He giggled again. "Don't mention it."
We continued going around the park. Eventually, we climbed a درخت and looked at the stars. Michael leaned against the تنے, ٹرنک on the wide branch we were on. I just sat normally on the branch. Then something occurred to me. His skin. I wasn't one to be nosy, but I was just curious.
"Um, Michael? آپ wouldn't mind if I asked about your skin, would you?"
He chuckled. "You're wondering why my skin is lighter, huh?"
"Yeah. How did آپ know I was gonna ask that?"
"I had a feeling."
"Well, if آپ don't mind, could آپ tell me?"
"It's not that long of a story. Short and to the point, it's what made my skin lighter. I have vitiligo universa."
"Oh my gosh."
"It's nothing dangerous. Everyone gets it. Even my brother, Jermaine, has a vitiligo spot on his leg."
I looked down at the گھاس and sighed. Michael looked at me with an eyebrow raised.
"Something wrong, Rebecca?"
I sighed again and looked at him. "I have it, too."
Michael looked at me in shock. "You do?"
I nodded. "Nobody knew it...except my mother...and the doctors."
"Wow. That's another thing we have in common."
I giggled a little. That wasn't all of it, though. I didn't wanna tell him how 2 of my brothers thought he bleached his skin. It would make me feel bad to even bring it up. Soon, I started dozing off. Michael noticed and pulled me over to him, sat me between his legs, had me lean back and wrapped his arms around me protectively. I closed my eyes and soon fell asleep on him. He kissed the سب, سب سے اوپر of my head and soon fell asleep himself.
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I love Michael. Not for his stardom(ok maybe) but for his amazing voice his moves, like water. I don't know why so many people hate him. I don't know why they sent him to jail. I don't know why.... ALL آپ MJ FANS, keep up the work. I HAVE BEEN A MJ پرستار FOR 12 years, It won't and I mean WON'T stop. I am happy he was on Earth for so many years. Michael, Rest in Peace, one day, آپ will come back.




WE ALL SHOULD BE GRATEFUL OF MICHAELS WAY OF LIFE, THE PAIN AND MISERY, THE WAYS HE WAS TREATED,BECAUSE, LOOK WHAT THE CRUEL WORLD HAS DONE TO OUR BELOVED MICHAEL JACKSON, THE CRUEL WORLD KILLED HIM, NOW ITS OUR JOB TO TELL HIS NON شائقین WHAT HE DID FOR US! ONE GLORIOUS DAY, THE WHOLE WORLD WILL LOVE HIM AS MUCH AS آپ AND I.
Jaycee's P.O.V


Empty bowls of ice cream, misery, trying to keep my family together. This is what's been going on lately with me. Jada is in rehab to try to stop her addiction to alcohol, my mother is so busy that she can't even come home. I can't mend my family back together سے طرف کی myself. I need a friend, someone to hug, someone to kiss, someone to love unconditionally.

I looked over at the دیوار behind me, where a picture of Michael kissing me on the cheek was standing proudly in a red, glossy frame, I think we took it in early '74. My thoughts were interrupted when the news came on. And guess...
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Fancy's P.O.V.

Michael and his brothers were playing باسکٹ, باسکٹ بال in our backyard like normal kids. Tito was trying to be act like he was a great باسکٹ, باسکٹ بال player, which he isn't and Jackie چرا لیا, چوری کی the ball maliciously while Tito was on بادل nine.

The game only lasted about ten minutes, kinda pitiful if آپ were to play in the NBA. Today was the last دن they could stay before they left in the morning, so we decided to hang out as for long as we could.

I was in the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ popping some پاپ کارن, پوپکارن during our sleepover downstairs. Auntie Colette was already asleep and left us to fret for ourselves....
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 1973 Golden Globe Awards
1973 Golden Globe Awards
Just about every year, I play Michael's music; in addition, to watching some of the documentaries pertaining to his life and legacy on Thursday, June 25th. I celebrate the life he lived, and look back all of his accomplishments despite everything that's been کہا about him in the tabloids and so forth. Sure, I was visibly upset when I heard about his passing, and I cried uncontrollably that that for the reason he's been apart of our lives for such a long, and I feel as though we all knew knew on a personal on a personal level, as well, as through his music. Michael Jackson was one of the greatest...
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 A Collage of Fancy and Michael now
A Collage of Fancy and Michael now
4 years later...

Summer 1972

Fancy's P.O.V

My life has changed completely since Michael's left. I moved to Atlanta, Georgia with my rich Auntie Colette with my sister and we both pursued a career in modeling as a duo. My mother filed for divorce and my father moved to the Bahamas. Since then, my mother is too busy going on business trips. Michael's wrote me a few times, but not recently. When I wrote him a letter last month, I never got a response.

Auntie Colette has us modeling for the Calvin Klein clothing company that was established in 1968. The تصویر shoots were successful and earned us...
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It was 2:00 in the morning, I was lying down اگلے to Prince when the phone rang “Hello?" I groaned as a soft voice whispered “Hey, Lilly. Did I wake you?" Michael worried as I sat up “Oh no, what's wrong? Do I need to come over?" I worried as he chuckled. Michael was my best friend in the whole world, we told each other alot of secrets. But I always thought Michael had a secret he just didn't want to tell me “No, Lilly. I just wanted someone to talk to. That's all. Is Prince sleep?" Michael کہا as I whispered “Yeah, he is so cute." Michael chuckled “Oh God. Lilly, we all know...
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