The walk ہوم seemed endless for Michael. He kept replaying what happened over and over again in his mind. He couldn't shake off the guilt that weighed so heavily on him. He began to feel a little dizzy as the sick feeling in his stomach worsened. Then his vision became blurry and he started swaying. Michael knew something was wrong so he decided to stop and rest. He found a patch of گھاس on the side of the road and laid down.
A few منٹ rest was all he needed but he ended up falling asleep. About 20 منٹ later, a silver Volvo pulled over on the side of the road where Michael lay sleeping. The driver was Svetlana. She got out of the car and walked over to him. The sound of her spiked heels hitting the ground woke Michael. His eyes fluttered a little, but when he saw Svetlana, his eyes shot wide open. "Well well well, look who's here." she کہا in her devilish voice. Michael tried his hardest not to look at her. She cocked her head to the side a little. "What's wrong with you?" she asked coldly. He couldn't fight it anymore, he had to look at her. His mouth dropped a little when he saw her; he'd never seen anything so beautiful in all his life. " The security tapes caught آپ yesterday, but this morning I went back and destroyed them. You're completely محفوظ now." he said. "And for the record, آپ never had to worry about me going to the police."
They were silent for several moments. "Well… thank you." she finally managed to say. Michael couldn't believe it. He knew the cold, brutal side of Svetlana, but never imagined she was anything but that. "By the way, what are آپ doing here?" she asked. "I left early, I wasn't feeling too well." Michael answered. Svetlana smiled and chuckled a little. "Beginner's guilt, don't worry eventually it'll pass over." she said. It didn't feel that way, but something in her voice relaxed him. "Tell آپ what, let me drive آپ home." she said. Michael was amazed, he realized she wasn't out to get him at that moment, he almost didn't believe it. He was a little worried about getting in a car with her but he went nevertheless. The ride was a bit nerve racking for Michael but when she stopped in front of his building, he knew she wasn't trying to trick him. He stepped out and thanked her then turned to walk toward the building. Svetlana rolled the window down and called to him. "Hey, it'll wear off soon, don't worry you're gonna be fine." "Thanks" he smiled at her. She smiled back and drove off. It was then that Michael vowed he would make Svetlana his at any cost.
A few منٹ rest was all he needed but he ended up falling asleep. About 20 منٹ later, a silver Volvo pulled over on the side of the road where Michael lay sleeping. The driver was Svetlana. She got out of the car and walked over to him. The sound of her spiked heels hitting the ground woke Michael. His eyes fluttered a little, but when he saw Svetlana, his eyes shot wide open. "Well well well, look who's here." she کہا in her devilish voice. Michael tried his hardest not to look at her. She cocked her head to the side a little. "What's wrong with you?" she asked coldly. He couldn't fight it anymore, he had to look at her. His mouth dropped a little when he saw her; he'd never seen anything so beautiful in all his life. " The security tapes caught آپ yesterday, but this morning I went back and destroyed them. You're completely محفوظ now." he said. "And for the record, آپ never had to worry about me going to the police."
They were silent for several moments. "Well… thank you." she finally managed to say. Michael couldn't believe it. He knew the cold, brutal side of Svetlana, but never imagined she was anything but that. "By the way, what are آپ doing here?" she asked. "I left early, I wasn't feeling too well." Michael answered. Svetlana smiled and chuckled a little. "Beginner's guilt, don't worry eventually it'll pass over." she said. It didn't feel that way, but something in her voice relaxed him. "Tell آپ what, let me drive آپ home." she said. Michael was amazed, he realized she wasn't out to get him at that moment, he almost didn't believe it. He was a little worried about getting in a car with her but he went nevertheless. The ride was a bit nerve racking for Michael but when she stopped in front of his building, he knew she wasn't trying to trick him. He stepped out and thanked her then turned to walk toward the building. Svetlana rolled the window down and called to him. "Hey, it'll wear off soon, don't worry you're gonna be fine." "Thanks" he smiled at her. She smiled back and drove off. It was then that Michael vowed he would make Svetlana his at any cost.
While I was in Social Studies class today, this thought about learning about Michael's موسیقی and life came into my head. I think it would be so cool if we got to learn about Michael in Social Studies class (or History, whatever آپ would like to call it...) I really think we should learn about Michael because he was a موسیقی legend, he changed the way we listen to music, and he had an amazing life. I also think that if teenagers would learn about Michael's awesome dancing and music, Michael can become مقبول once again and The King Of Pop will live on. Let Me Know What آپ Think! ;)
Ben, the two of us need look no more
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I'll never be alone
And you, my friend, will see
You've got a friend in me
(you've got a friend in me)
Ben, you're always running here and there
آپ feel you're not wanted anywhere
If آپ ever look behind
And don't like what آپ find
There's something آپ should know
You've got a place to go
(you've got a place to go)
I used to say "I" and "me"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
I used to say "I" and "me"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
Ben, most people would turn آپ away
I don't listen to a word they say
They don't see آپ as I do
I wish they would try to
I'm sure they'd think again
If they had a friend like Ben
(a friend) Like Ben
(like Ben) Like Ben
Lyrics: Ben, Michael Jackson [end]
what is there to say about Michael Jackson. i think that he was a great person and a great singer. he was the king of pop to everyone in the world. he meant a lot. after his death i went on آپ tube and i looked that all his songs and interviews and made me cried. i think he really wanted to change the world. he will be missed سے طرف کی his fans,friends,family, and kids. r.i.p Michael Jackson. آپ meant a lot. i hope that we as شائقین to keep up what Michael Jackson wanted us to be.i really think that Michael was a ture hero he touched so much people. And on june 25th 2009 was his last دن to shine.and i just image what michael jackson is doing right now.love آپ m.j!!!!!
باس, گھنگھور note, treble, stereo control, how low آپ go
Just enough to make your juices flow
Press play, don't stop, rotate, too hot
آپ feel I'm real
I'm everything آپ need, so tell me what's the deal
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what آپ say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what آپ say don't overload
3D, high speed, feedback, Dolby
Release two یا three, when I reach I can go 'till I hit my peak
Compact steelo, chico, D-Lo, highpost lady
Shorty really wanna be there for me
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what آپ say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Just enough to make your juices flow
Press play, don't stop, rotate, too hot
آپ feel I'm real
I'm everything آپ need, so tell me what's the deal
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what آپ say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what آپ say don't overload
3D, high speed, feedback, Dolby
Release two یا three, when I reach I can go 'till I hit my peak
Compact steelo, chico, D-Lo, highpost lady
Shorty really wanna be there for me
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what آپ say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown