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A little later I was walking down the dirt road at Skywalker Ranch and I saw a feu Engine coming down the road and it’s bells were ringing and it’s horn was blowing, so I moved over closer to the ditch, thinking they needed plus room to pass by, since it was a narrow road, and to my surprise, they blew the horn again and when I turned to look back at them I saw Michael hanging out the passenger side of the truck and waving excitedly, so I looked behind me thinking he was waving to someone else, but no one was there, so it suddenly dawned on me that he was waving to me. So I smiled and waved back, and he seemed to be as excited as a kid would be riding in a feu Truck for the first time.
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I l’amour 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 toi MJ FANS, keep up the work. I HAVE BEEN A MJ fan 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, toi 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 fans WHAT HE DID FOR US! ONE GLORIOUS DAY, THE WHOLE WORLD WILL l’amour HIM AS MUCH AS toi 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 par myself. I need a friend, someone to hug, someone to kiss, someone to l’amour unconditionally.

I looked over at the mur behind me, where a picture of Michael s’embrasser 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 basketball, basket-ball in our backyard like normal kids. Tito was trying to be act like he was a great basketball, basket-ball player, which he isn't and Jackie a volé, étole the ball maliciously while Tito was on nuage nine.

The game only lasted about ten minutes, kinda pitiful if toi were to play in the NBA. Today was the last jour 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 cuisine popping some pop corn, maïs soufflé during our sleepover downstairs. Auntie Colette was already asleep and left us to fret for ourselves....
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