The Following Morning
Michael was the first to wake up. (Me: Usually I am, but he beat me to it and I stayed up late lol) He sat up and stretched and looked on the floor. He saw me still asleep and smiled. He looked on a chair in my room and saw his clothes, set and ready and dry. He carefully got out of بستر and went over to the chair and grabbed his clothes. When he turned around, I woke up and sat up. He walked over to me and knelt beside me. He kissed my cheek and I giggled.
"Morning, Rebecca." He said, putting his arm around my shoulder.
I smiled. "Good morning, Smooth Criminal. Haha." I said, giggling.
He rolled his eyes and giggled. He got up and helped me up. I checked the back of his head and didn't feel the bump anymore.
"Is there still a bump?"
"Nope, Michael. The bump is gone."
"Thank God."
I giggled. "Bathroom's over there, if آپ need to change." I pointed to my bathroom.
He turned to the door and then turned to me and nodded. "Thank you." He was about to walk into the bathroom, but stopped and turned back to me. "What should I do with-"
"There's a hamper in there. آپ can put them in it."
"Could I...well...could I keep it? I've never slept in something like this before."
I thought about it after a little while and nodded. "Sure. آپ can keep it."
He smiled. "Thanks." He then went into the bathroom to change.
I got what I'd wear and changed into them while Michael changed in the bathroom. I then fixed my hair and did my make-up. Michael came out of the bathroom and came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I looked in the mirror and saw Michael and giggled.
"Hey Michael. Need anything?"
"2 things, really."
"And they are?"
"One, a kiss..."
I giggled and turned my head and kissed him. "What's the 2nd thing آپ need?"
He giggled, a bit embarrassed. "Could آپ help tie my tie, please?"
"Sure. No problem."
He removed his arms and I turned to him and started tying his tie. Once I finished, I fixed it up a bit. He smiled and kissed me.
"Thank you, Rebecca."
I kissed him back and smiled. "You're welcome."
Suddenly, we heard a knock. My door opened and my parents came in. When they saw Michael, they were in shock.
"Oh my goodness..." My mom muttered. "You're Michael Jackson."
Michael smiled and nodded. "Yes I am. آپ two must be Rebecca's parents. Am I correct?"
My dad nodded. "Yes we are. Rebecca, آپ know the rules about having boys in the room." He told me.
"Right. Sorry, Dad. But he got a bump on his head yesterday, so I had to watch him. It's not like we slept in the same bed."
"She's right, dad. I can speak for her." Alex said, coming into the room.
I looked at Michael and Michael looked back at me while Alex explained the whole thing to my parents. My mom nodded and so did my dad, obviously now understanding the whole situation.
"Okay, we'll let it go. Since آپ are 18 anyway." My mom کہا to me.
"Thanks, Mom and Dad. Well, we gotta head out to rehearsals. They're gonna start soon. Come along, Michael."
I walked out of the room, with Michael, mouthing 'Thanks' to Alex and we soon left for rehearsals.
At Rehearsals
We ran through the Smooth Criminal number about 20 times, each time trying to perfect it in every way possible. Watching Michael dance and listening to him sing was an awesome sight up close. I could imagine his شائقین and how excited they were when they got to see him while he was on his Bad Tour.
"Alright. Let's take a 5 منٹ break, everyone." Michael said.
All the dancers went to break soon after Michael announced it. Michael sighed in relief and walked over to me. I handed him a bottle of water and he took it.
"Thanks, Rebecca."
"No problem, Michael. It's perfect so far." I said.
He smiled a little and chuckled. "You're just saying that to make me feel better."
"I mean it, Michael. It is."
Soon, his smile grew and he kissed my cheek. "Thanks. Glad آپ think so."
I kissed his cheek back. "I don't think so. I know so."
He giggled and soon, we went back into rehearsing Smooth Criminal 20 مزید times.
After Rehearsals
"Great job, everyone! We'll go on tomorrow, starting from after Michael leaves Club 30's!" Frank called out.
Kelly ran up to me and Michael with Sean and Brandon. "Wow! آپ were great! Both of آپ were!" She said.
I giggled and said, "Thanks, but Michael was better."
Michael turned to me. "No, آپ were." He said.
I poked him. "No, آپ were."
He poked back and we had a poking war start. Kelly, Sean and Brandon giggled at us. Then they heard a horn honking.
"Well, that's my mom. See آپ guys tomorrow! Come on, Sean and Brandon."
Kelly soon headed out with Sean and Brandon. Michael and I stopped our epic poke war and waved at them. Michael turned to me and put his arm around my waist.
"Wanna go on our picnic lunch now?"
I turned to him and smiled. "Sure, Michael."
He smiled, took his hand off my waist and held my hand. Soon, he and I headed to the park.
At The Park
We walked through the park and found the درخت we were in a while back. There was a blanket, a basket and no one, but us, was around.
I looked at Michael. "A private picnic lunch?" I asked. "You planned all this?"
Michael looked back at me and smiled a little. "Of course. I wouldn't want anyone, especially the paparazzi, to bother us." He stated.
I nodded. "Good. Smart idea."
He giggled and we sat down and got the food items out of the basket and started eating. We also chatted away and he even suggested for me to dance and sing more. I had only shown him the video my parents taped of me dancing and singing along to Billie Jean when he was on Motown 25. Although, I have always wanted to dance and sing مزید often than I did. We were so busy laughing and having fun, that we didn't even notice a few paparazzi members hiding in the bushing, snapping secretive shots of me and Michael, having our picnic lunch date. Soon, Michael and I (after we finished eating and put everything up) left the park and he walked me home.
Arriving At My House
Once we got to my house, I noticed that no one was home. Both cars were gone and so were the skateboards and the bike.
'They must have gone out with their دوستوں and such...people that bug me about what I do, really.' I thought.
I turned to Michael and smiled. "Do آپ wanna come inside? آپ can, if آپ want to." I said.
He smiled back and nodded. "Sure, thanks." He said.
I unlocked the door and we walked in and put the basket on the میز, جدول and went to the couch. I turned on the VCR and put in The Wizard Of Oz. Michael turned to me in shock.
"How did آپ know The Wizard Of Oz was my پسندیدہ movie? Oh wait, I told you. Woops haha." He giggled.
I giggled and we sat down on the سوفی, لٹانا and watched the movie. He put his arm around me and I put my head on his shoulder. We looked at each other and kissed and then started watching the movie, eventually falling asleep.
Michael was the first to wake up. (Me: Usually I am, but he beat me to it and I stayed up late lol) He sat up and stretched and looked on the floor. He saw me still asleep and smiled. He looked on a chair in my room and saw his clothes, set and ready and dry. He carefully got out of بستر and went over to the chair and grabbed his clothes. When he turned around, I woke up and sat up. He walked over to me and knelt beside me. He kissed my cheek and I giggled.
"Morning, Rebecca." He said, putting his arm around my shoulder.
I smiled. "Good morning, Smooth Criminal. Haha." I said, giggling.
He rolled his eyes and giggled. He got up and helped me up. I checked the back of his head and didn't feel the bump anymore.
"Is there still a bump?"
"Nope, Michael. The bump is gone."
"Thank God."
I giggled. "Bathroom's over there, if آپ need to change." I pointed to my bathroom.
He turned to the door and then turned to me and nodded. "Thank you." He was about to walk into the bathroom, but stopped and turned back to me. "What should I do with-"
"There's a hamper in there. آپ can put them in it."
"Could I...well...could I keep it? I've never slept in something like this before."
I thought about it after a little while and nodded. "Sure. آپ can keep it."
He smiled. "Thanks." He then went into the bathroom to change.
I got what I'd wear and changed into them while Michael changed in the bathroom. I then fixed my hair and did my make-up. Michael came out of the bathroom and came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I looked in the mirror and saw Michael and giggled.
"Hey Michael. Need anything?"
"2 things, really."
"And they are?"
"One, a kiss..."
I giggled and turned my head and kissed him. "What's the 2nd thing آپ need?"
He giggled, a bit embarrassed. "Could آپ help tie my tie, please?"
"Sure. No problem."
He removed his arms and I turned to him and started tying his tie. Once I finished, I fixed it up a bit. He smiled and kissed me.
"Thank you, Rebecca."
I kissed him back and smiled. "You're welcome."
Suddenly, we heard a knock. My door opened and my parents came in. When they saw Michael, they were in shock.
"Oh my goodness..." My mom muttered. "You're Michael Jackson."
Michael smiled and nodded. "Yes I am. آپ two must be Rebecca's parents. Am I correct?"
My dad nodded. "Yes we are. Rebecca, آپ know the rules about having boys in the room." He told me.
"Right. Sorry, Dad. But he got a bump on his head yesterday, so I had to watch him. It's not like we slept in the same bed."
"She's right, dad. I can speak for her." Alex said, coming into the room.
I looked at Michael and Michael looked back at me while Alex explained the whole thing to my parents. My mom nodded and so did my dad, obviously now understanding the whole situation.
"Okay, we'll let it go. Since آپ are 18 anyway." My mom کہا to me.
"Thanks, Mom and Dad. Well, we gotta head out to rehearsals. They're gonna start soon. Come along, Michael."
I walked out of the room, with Michael, mouthing 'Thanks' to Alex and we soon left for rehearsals.
At Rehearsals
We ran through the Smooth Criminal number about 20 times, each time trying to perfect it in every way possible. Watching Michael dance and listening to him sing was an awesome sight up close. I could imagine his شائقین and how excited they were when they got to see him while he was on his Bad Tour.
"Alright. Let's take a 5 منٹ break, everyone." Michael said.
All the dancers went to break soon after Michael announced it. Michael sighed in relief and walked over to me. I handed him a bottle of water and he took it.
"Thanks, Rebecca."
"No problem, Michael. It's perfect so far." I said.
He smiled a little and chuckled. "You're just saying that to make me feel better."
"I mean it, Michael. It is."
Soon, his smile grew and he kissed my cheek. "Thanks. Glad آپ think so."
I kissed his cheek back. "I don't think so. I know so."
He giggled and soon, we went back into rehearsing Smooth Criminal 20 مزید times.
After Rehearsals
"Great job, everyone! We'll go on tomorrow, starting from after Michael leaves Club 30's!" Frank called out.
Kelly ran up to me and Michael with Sean and Brandon. "Wow! آپ were great! Both of آپ were!" She said.
I giggled and said, "Thanks, but Michael was better."
Michael turned to me. "No, آپ were." He said.
I poked him. "No, آپ were."
He poked back and we had a poking war start. Kelly, Sean and Brandon giggled at us. Then they heard a horn honking.
"Well, that's my mom. See آپ guys tomorrow! Come on, Sean and Brandon."
Kelly soon headed out with Sean and Brandon. Michael and I stopped our epic poke war and waved at them. Michael turned to me and put his arm around my waist.
"Wanna go on our picnic lunch now?"
I turned to him and smiled. "Sure, Michael."
He smiled, took his hand off my waist and held my hand. Soon, he and I headed to the park.
At The Park
We walked through the park and found the درخت we were in a while back. There was a blanket, a basket and no one, but us, was around.
I looked at Michael. "A private picnic lunch?" I asked. "You planned all this?"
Michael looked back at me and smiled a little. "Of course. I wouldn't want anyone, especially the paparazzi, to bother us." He stated.
I nodded. "Good. Smart idea."
He giggled and we sat down and got the food items out of the basket and started eating. We also chatted away and he even suggested for me to dance and sing more. I had only shown him the video my parents taped of me dancing and singing along to Billie Jean when he was on Motown 25. Although, I have always wanted to dance and sing مزید often than I did. We were so busy laughing and having fun, that we didn't even notice a few paparazzi members hiding in the bushing, snapping secretive shots of me and Michael, having our picnic lunch date. Soon, Michael and I (after we finished eating and put everything up) left the park and he walked me home.
Arriving At My House
Once we got to my house, I noticed that no one was home. Both cars were gone and so were the skateboards and the bike.
'They must have gone out with their دوستوں and such...people that bug me about what I do, really.' I thought.
I turned to Michael and smiled. "Do آپ wanna come inside? آپ can, if آپ want to." I said.
He smiled back and nodded. "Sure, thanks." He said.
I unlocked the door and we walked in and put the basket on the میز, جدول and went to the couch. I turned on the VCR and put in The Wizard Of Oz. Michael turned to me in shock.
"How did آپ know The Wizard Of Oz was my پسندیدہ movie? Oh wait, I told you. Woops haha." He giggled.
I giggled and we sat down on the سوفی, لٹانا and watched the movie. He put his arm around me and I put my head on his shoulder. We looked at each other and kissed and then started watching the movie, eventually falling asleep.
love of my life
I.... Irrisistable
C......Cute
H.....Handsome
A......Adorable
E......Excellent
L......Lovable
J.......Jaw dropping
A......Awesome
C.......Cuddly
K.......Kissable
S.......Sexy
O.......Oh my God
N......Neverland
My beautiful Michael
آپ are my whole life
If آپ were alive
I would love to be your wife
My دل deeply sighs
When I see your beautiful brown eyes
My دل beats at a faster pace
When I gaze at your breathtaking face
I will love آپ forever
My دل will leave آپ never×××××
Michael was a very good and sensitive.He loved nature and animals, but above all he loved children.It was a generous nature, has helped many children to solve health problems.When I feel tired, I think Michael and his ambition that made everything come out perfect.Then I mobilize myself.I find the strength to work on and make everything better.
His songs are diverse: some energetic and مزید sensitive.But all are attributed to the idea that people are equal, آپ should love and protect nature, children and animals.
Even if Michael Jackson died he will always live in my دل and memory of those who loved him, respected him as a musician and dancer talent, and they valued the sensitivity, generosity and strength work.
His songs are diverse: some energetic and مزید sensitive.But all are attributed to the idea that people are equal, آپ should love and protect nature, children and animals.
Even if Michael Jackson died he will always live in my دل and memory of those who loved him, respected him as a musician and dancer talent, and they valued the sensitivity, generosity and strength work.
Once آپ came and knocked at my heart
your smile so brilliant, your eyes so smart
Just for آپ is all my love
آپ are a gift sent from above
Treasures are rare in life, it's true
I'm the blessed one 'cause I found you
My life was nothing until that day
please now tell me that آپ are here to stay
آپ already know how I feel
آپ can see it is for real
And there's no way to explain
I don't want to try in vain
Nobody told me about love, no
only آپ taught me all what I know
A fantastical miracle that's what آپ are
even مزید precious than a twinkling star
Can آپ hear me Michael? My beautiful lover
here I promise آپ my love forever.
i have read your story/article and the comets so far like one "why would mj be hurting his fans" and stuff like that well in a solution if i was THE KING OF POP after all he has BEEN through i can see why he would fake his death not to hurt his شائقین no. but maby to get away from all the pain and the stuff that he's been through can't آپ see why if this is true god please let it be true i hope he did fake his death i just want him hear now V_V but who knows we can only hope right now....idk bout آپ یا me but i will still care for michael even if he faked his death and im sure theres superstars who fake there deaths to get away from all the relive and stuff like michael the way the tabloids treated him....can't آپ see? he has a right/reason to fake his death he's not hurting آپ یا anything if this is true we can only hope but another question....why would he fake it? other than the reasons giving from this article?
The piece has received the name "broken دل stone" because a relief break runs through the دل designed with the imprint of Jackson's left hand. Online auction will take place in natesanders.com and will be February 15 as the تاریخ of closure. Board dates back to 1984, when Michael Jackson made the impression for the Las Vegas Walk of Fame project that never materialized. The piece was discovered in the basement of the Hotel Riviera in 2006 and was in the hands of a guest, who sold it in 2009 to its current owner for an unknown amount.
I feel so lovely that Michael inspires me even in the most specific ways.
I love آپ مزید than anything.
آپ are my دل and soul.
To see آپ when I die is my goal.
There is no-one I can love مزید than you.
آپ know it's true.
Why did آپ have to go?
I want all my love for آپ to show.
I need you.
This world is a better place thanks to you.
آپ are my life.
When آپ died I thought about cutting myself with a knife.
I love آپ so much Michael...
My دل isn't broken...
I have no دل at all without you.
When آپ died آپ took my دل with you.
I love آپ the most and nothing will ever change that I promise.
آپ are the one I love. <3
آپ are my دل and soul.
To see آپ when I die is my goal.
There is no-one I can love مزید than you.
آپ know it's true.
Why did آپ have to go?
I want all my love for آپ to show.
I need you.
This world is a better place thanks to you.
آپ are my life.
When آپ died I thought about cutting myself with a knife.
I love آپ so much Michael...
My دل isn't broken...
I have no دل at all without you.
When آپ died آپ took my دل with you.
I love آپ the most and nothing will ever change that I promise.
آپ are the one I love. <3
there are alot of things ,That I adore In MJ
but The best is He didn't wait for others to help the sick and dying people, he did it first and was
doing until his death, he visited espcially the sick children ,gave them toys,played them,Just i want آپ To Fancy how they were happy and me too
cause he wanted to change the world and he did it
although he was very busy with songs and tours,but
he went to them ,he did care about Them and us سے طرف کی spreading out the love ,peace and help,MJ I love You
very Much MY sweet angel you're always inside and
my دل god bless you,Rip!!!!!!
but The best is He didn't wait for others to help the sick and dying people, he did it first and was
doing until his death, he visited espcially the sick children ,gave them toys,played them,Just i want آپ To Fancy how they were happy and me too
cause he wanted to change the world and he did it
although he was very busy with songs and tours,but
he went to them ,he did care about Them and us سے طرف کی spreading out the love ,peace and help,MJ I love You
very Much MY sweet angel you're always inside and
my دل god bless you,Rip!!!!!!
Certainly the will stipulates that the money, the children will get when they reach 30 years of age. سے طرف کی then, of course, the interest amount will exceed 300 million dollars!! Not bad ...
The mother of Michael Jackson gets 40% of its assets, while the remainder will go to charitable institutions.
Naturally, Jacko did not leave anything to his father, which had no good relationships, but none of the siblings.
