MJ

It's September, and me, Jessie, and the crew were ready to go to China for the kick off of our tour. Me and Jessie were in a plane سے طرف کی ourselves “Michael, آپ look like the kind of guy whose done this to girls so many times. Are آپ those types?" Jessie کہا as I laughed “You sound like you're interviewing me. I am that kind of guy, to tell آپ the truth. I don't have time for real relationship so I would fall in love with a girl and really get serious with her. But after 3-4 months, both of us quit on it." I کہا it with no worries, I told her the truth because she was loyal towards me...

With Raymond's hands gripped on my shoulders, he was hard to get off.

" Why are آپ doing this?" I said, breaking the silence. کرن, رے glanced down at me with empty eyes.

" Because." He growled, forcefully digging his nails into my shoulders. I couldn't help but let out a yelp of pain.

" How is this satisfying? You're only hurting me!" I screamed, yanking him down سے طرف کی his collar, making me on سب, سب سے اوپر of him.

" I can't help myself! You're beautiful!" He said, sweat beads lining the edge of his forehead.

" You're too old for me!" I said, still on سب, سب سے اوپر of Raymond. His panting was a hint that I could make...

I wrote an مضمون on the subject everyone in New York seemed to talk about....Michael turning himself in. My boss told me to write the مضمون for 'punishment' of my late action. Creep. I took my pen and began writing with my عنوان being 'It's about time!' and started telling the opinion filled story of my bad boy's story. I wrote about the way I felt and how it affected me , I had to lie. This what I wrote:
When I herd from a friend that this heinous criminal had turned himself in , I shouted hallelujah! Thank God he turned himself in. آپ rarely hear criminals turning themselves in. He probably...