Michael Jackson <3

Michael was dreaming that he was on the floor,standing before his bride as she clenched the چھری in her hand and aiming the چھری at him from the bottom,now the چھری was aiming for his stomach then right when it was about to happen -- he woke up, breathing hard as if he'd ran 1000 miles and looked down at his stomach as bandages covered it ''Morning,my boy.'' the old man said,kneeling down to examine him ''Do آپ know why your here?'' he continued,waiting for a reply ''Because of an affair with the most wonderful woman.'' Michael replied,smiling as the old man smiled back ''Seems like you...

Chapter 18,

January 25, 2011,

I am so excited because I'm in London and finishing my last four concerts of my "legacy" tour and that means I get to go home! Don't get me wrong, I love being on tour but; I miss Carter!

I was just settling in back in my hotel room, when there was a knock at the door. I opened it assuming it would be room service but, instead there was a tall, good-looking teenage boy with brown hair and blue eyes standing there. I got worried because I thought he was an obsessed fan. I کہا "sorry but آپ can't come in! شائقین aren't even supposed to know what room I'm in!" I started...