Michael Jackson Club
rejoindre
Fanpop
New Post
Explore Fanpop
January, 22, 2010,

I was in Frank's car and we were on our way to the release party/CD signing because my album "Legacy" was released this morning. I looked out the window and then back at Frank as I a dit "these crowds of fans just keep getting bigger and bigger!" The line of fans stretched all the way around the Dunkin' donuts suivant to the musique store where the CD signing is being held. Frank got a worried on his face and I unbuckled my seatbelt.

There were some poorly built metal gates that separated the main entrance to the store and the fans. I walked alongside Frank as we made our way down the path to the front doors. I stepped a little closer to the gate so I could wave to the fans. Before I could walk away, one of the 13-year-old girls grabbed the strings on my sweat-shirt and tried to pull me closer. A teenage boy grabbed my arm and yanked me over the haut, retour au début of the gate. Frank obviously didn't notice as he continued to walk up to the doorway. I screamed "FRANK" at the haut, retour au début of my lungs. He turned around to see me lying on the ground having everything ripped away from me par the crazed fans!

Frank literally had to pick me up and balançoire, swing me over his shoulder. He carried me inside to a back room of the store where they put all the extra inventory. He put me down and looked at me as I stood there with giant rips in my sweatshirt! He asked "ARE toi OKAY?" I a dit with a shaking voice "I think so! I've never seen people like that before; they are like savage animals! I think one of them ripped off one of the ceinture loops on my pants!" He took a sigh of relief and asked "are toi sure you're okay?" I a dit as my hands shook "yeah, it just freaked me out!" He a dit "I didn't think toi were at the point that toi needed to travel with security guards; I guess I was wrong! I was going to wait until a few days before toi go on tour to chercher for a bodyguard but; I'm going to have to déplacer that up a little bit! Do toi think you're okay enough to go through with the CD signing?" I a dit "of course, I'm not going to let down all those fans out there!"

I took off my sweat-shirt revealing my plain white T-shirt and followed Frank down the hallway. As we got closer to the main room, the two of us heard the fans chanting "ALANNA, ALANNA, ALANNA!!!" I a dit "it's so weird hearing that because for years I was used to hearing people chanting dad's name!" He a dit "this is just the beginning kid! toi better get ready for your tour because that's going to be 10 times worse; I promise toi that!"

I walked into the room and thousands of fans were waiting in a LONG line. I sat down at the table, tableau in the front of the room with a backdrop of my "legacy" album cover behind me. The store security guided fans through the line just long enough for me to sign their CD. After about four hours, everyone had had their CDs autographed and it was time to clear the store of customers so we could start the release party.

After waiting around for about an heure and playing with an application on my cell phone while the staff members set up for the party; people started to arrive. The first people to come were some of my family members, Prince, Paris, Blanket, my Aunt Latoya and grandma. They walked up to me and Prince sat down in the chair nearest to me. I looked up from my phone and asked "where's my uncles?" Aunt Latoya a dit "they a dit that they were too busy to come!" I a dit "seriously, all they ever do is sit around and they couldn't come for three hours to support my new album being released?"

Then a whole crowd of célébrités walked into the room and I think that's what I realized that I was one of those celebrities. Paris was definitely taking advantage of the opportunity to hang out with some of her role mannequins like the Jonas Brothers. As I was talking to Adam Sandler I felt someone tap my shoulder and turned around to see who it was. I was shocked to see Damien's mother Kate standing there. I hugged her with a smile on my face and asked "what are toi doing here? I didn't expect to see you!" She motioned for me to follow her outside because the musique was so loud indoors.

We walked outside and the two of us sat down on the curb. She a dit "I had come down here to montrer my support! I listened to the album the whole ride down here and it's amazing; especially man in the mirror!" I a dit "thanks for the compliment; did toi see Carter yet?" She a dit "yeah, he was sitting on Prince's lap and eating some potato chips off of his plate. Oh my gosh; he's getting so big!" I a dit "I know, he's walking and talking now!" She a dit "Damien told me that he came down here around Carter's birthday; how did that go?" I was debating in my mind whether ou not to tell her how it actually went but, I a dit "it was okay; I wasn't expecting it but it was okay."

I took a deep breath as I adjusted my backwards facing hat and a dit "so… I heard he has a girlfriend!" She a dit "yeah he does and he lives with her in her parent’s basement." I couldn't help but laugh at the fact that he's living in some dusty old basement and I asked "what's her name?" She a dit "Amber I think." I looked at her confused and asked "you're not sure what her name is? Haven't toi met her?" Kate a dit "yeah I met her; she seems kind of snobby if toi ask me! I think her parents probably spoil her! Damien tried to convince me to let the two of them déplacer into my house and I told him that he needs to start growing up and being there for the baby! Did he spend time with Carter when he came to your grandmother's house?" I a dit "I tried to get him to but, he doesn't really want to interact with him!" She a dit "I hate to say this about my own son but, I don't think you're ever going to get through to him AJ; he's a Lost cause! I wouldn't waste your time on trying to fix him because I've tried and it doesn't seem to work! He's just in his own little world where he doesn't have to take responsibility for anything that he does; he's immature and that's all there is to it!"

I saw someone walking towards the building and a dit "oh my gosh, I think that's Jesse McCartney!" I started blushing and Kate clutched her side in laughter as she squeezed out the words "I don't think I've ever seen toi blush before! toi really think he's that cute?" As he got closer I whispered "not cute but damn sexy!" She started laughing hysterically as he was just a few feet away from us. Jesse walked up to me and hugged me as he a dit "longtime no see! I haven't seen toi since toi went to my tour in 2005!" I a dit while trying to play it cool "yeah, I l’amour your new album! It's in my truck right now!" He a dit "I can't stay too long but I just wanted to stop par and congratulate toi on your first album!" I a dit "that means a lot coming from you; thanks!" He a dit "no problem" and turned to go back the way he came. As he walked away, Kate a dit something but I wasn't paying attention. She snapped me out of it and asked "will toi stop checking out his butt?" I a dit as I blushed "sorry, I can't help it! He's just so perfect looking!"

January 31, 2010,

Frank had gone to go pick up my new tour bus while I spent an heure with my family before we left to go make our way to the first concert on my "Legacy" tour; which is in Maine. I was helping Blanket with a videogame while Carter sat on my lap. I asked as I quickly glanced over at Prince "you haven't a dit much today; that's not like you! What's on your mind?" He stood up and a dit arrogantly "like toi care anyway!" He stormed out of the house slamming the door behind him and I looked at grandma confused. I took Carter off my lap and passed the PlayStation controller to Blanket. Grandma a dit "I wonder what's got into Prince!" I grabbed my truck keys off the counter in the cuisine and a dit "I don't know but, I'm going to find out!" She asked "do toi need help finding him?" I a dit as I opened the front door "no, I have a pretty good idea of where he is!"

After driving around for 15 minutes yelling his name out the window, I spotted Prince sitting down in front of the Lake. I pulled the truck in and a dit as he turned around to look at me "I figured toi might be here!" I shut the truck off and hopped out. I walked up to him and sat down in the grass. I asked "what's going on with you? What was that whole thing back at the house about?" He a dit something that I definitely wasn't expecting to hear "I don't want toi to leave!" I a dit "I thought toi would be excited that I'm going to be gone pretty much nonstop for eight months! toi and I are always arguing about something so, I figured toi would be excited to have a break from me!" He a dit "I was… Until today because it's finally hitting me that you're going to be gone for a while!" I a dit "you know that if toi ever need to talk all toi have to do is call my cell phone! The only time that I won't pick up is if I'm on stage but, I'll always return your calls afterwards. He a dit "it's not that, it's just that when you're here in makes me remember what it's like to have dad around again! I just keep picturing him lying on the ground and me knowing that he was already gone!"

I a dit as I put my arm around him "I know how toi feel because the same thing happens to me all the time! toi just have to remember the good times we had with dad when he was here!" Prince a dit "I just don't want to forget those memories because that's all we really have left of him now!" I asked as I started laughing "remember that time at Neverland when toi and I decided to have a submarine adventure in the bathtub when I was six and toi were three?" Prince a dit with a smile on his face "oh yeah, dad went to go get our towels and the two of us flooded the whole bathroom in a matter of minutes!" I laughed as I asked "remember, dad came back in with the towels and was slipping all over the place because of all the water and soap we got on the floor?" He a dit as he started to laugh "yeah, daddy was so frustrated with us because he had to spend hours mopping up the water that was 3 inches high!" I a dit "I don't think he ever left us alone to go get something ever again after that!"

Prince a dit "then there was that time when toi and I were fighting all jour and he tied the two of us together so we would have to get along? I a dit "yeah; I remember how much I hated toi that jour because toi didn't want to do anything that I wanted to! What about the sleepover's you, dad, and I used to have together right after Paris was born!" Prince a dit "I remember that! We would watch cable ou films and drink chocolat milk!" Prince squinted his eyes and started laughing with an evil tone. He looked at me with a mischievous look on his face and I asked "what?" He a dit "now I remember! One time when you, dad, and I had fallen asleep watching a movie, toi had had four glasses of chocolat lait and when we had gotten up the suivant morning toi had wet dad's bed!!!" I got defensive and a dit "I did not; you're imagining things!" He laughed and a dit "no, no I'm not! I remember cause toi a dit 'I'm sorry daddy! I didn't mean to!' Then I remembered dad saying 'it's no big deal! It happens sometimes! I'm not mad at you!' The suivant time he didn't let toi drink anything!" The memories came flooding back to me and I a dit trying to change the subject "alright, let's go accueil and see my tour bus!”

Prince teased "okay, whatever toi say tomboy tinkler!!!" I playfully threatened as we climbed into the front siège of my truck "you better not tell anyone about that chocolat lait incident! What do toi expect? I was only five years old when that happened!" He didn't give me an answer as he stared down at my truck keys. He asked "how come toi have three keys? What are the other two for?" I a dit "I've been trying to figure that out since I got the truck! Nobody else knows what they're for either! I've tried them in every lock I own but neither of them works! At this point, I really don't think they belong to anything! I just think they are fake and just pretend!"

I pulled into the driveway at Havenhurst and caught my first glimpse of my tour bus. I opened my truck door and ran towards the bus. Blanket, Paris, Carter, and grandma stood outside and I a dit "wow the outside of the tour bus looks awesome!" I stared at the giant decal of what appeared to be dad's hand passing my hand his signature sequin glove; with the words "Alanna Jackson Legacy tour" written underneath it in or lettering. Grandma started crying and a dit "the image is so symbolic! In a way when your dad signed toi to his record label he pretty much did pass that gant onto you!" I a dit "I never thought about it like that before. Please don't start crying; at least not yet because I don't have to leave for another 15 minutes!"

All of us walked onto the bus and I was starstruck! Prince a dit "wow, this is crazy!" I looked around and there was a leather canapé with a huge flatscreen TV and an Xbox 360 mounted on the table. I walked towards the back of the bus and there was a pretty good-sized room with a full-size bed. Then there were four bunkbeds that could be folded up to reveal plus living space. I went back into the room with the full-sized lit and noticed the medium-sized bathroom. Frank a dit "I don't mean to glorify myself but, I think I did a pretty good job picking out this tour bus as your accueil away from home!" I a dit "that's an understatement!"

Frank looked at his watch and a dit "I hate to tear toi away from your family AJ but, we have to get going because we have to pick up your new bodyguard in 10 minutes!" I sighed and a dit "this is so bittersweet because on one hand I'm getting to live out my childhood dream and on the other hand I don't want to leave toi guys behind; especially Carter!" Prince hugged me and a dit "I'm going to miss you! toi better come back and visit as often as toi can!" I a dit "of course I will!" Paris a dit "you better prepare yourself because now that I have a cell phone I'm going to text toi a lot!" I hugged her and a dit "I'm looking vers l'avant, vers l’avant to it!" I looked down and Blanket and he started crying. I picked him up so his legs were wrapped around my waist and asked "what's wrong?" He a dit as he cried into my shoulder "I don't want toi to go! Eight months is too long!" I a dit "I'll see toi as much as I can during those eight months!" He a dit "I know but, it's not the same as having toi here every day!" I a dit "I'll be back before toi know it! My Los Angeles montrer is in two months and I'm going to stay here the night after the show! I kissed the haut, retour au début of his head and put him down. I looked over at grandma who was visibly upset and I a dit "I'll be back; I l’amour you!" She a dit as she hugged me "I l’amour toi too! Please be sûr, sans danger AJ!" I a dit "I will; I promise!" I looked at Carter with a halfhearted smile on my face and a dit "here comes the hardest part! I took Carter out of grandma's arms and a dit "I l’amour toi Carter! I'm going to miss you!" I don't think he knew how long I was going to be gone for because he's only 14 months old! I a dit as I kissed him "be good okay?" I passed him back to grandma and Frank a dit "okay, we'll see toi guys in April!" All of them walked off the bus and I stared out the window as the bus driver drove away.

February 1, 2010,

I woke up in my room inside the tour bus and looked over at the alarm clock to see that it was 7 AM. I didn't technically have to be up for another two hours because we wouldn't reach Maine until then. I sat up on the edge of my lit and rubbed my eyes. I stood up and looked in the mirror at my blonde hair that was sticking up in every direction.

After I took a shower, I walked out into the living room area and sat down on the leather couch. I looked over at Frank to see him lying on one of the twin size bunkbeds with his mouth wide open and snoring. I looked across from me and a tall athletic looking man was sitting down in a chair. I a dit "you must be my new bodyguard, my name is AJ and I'm sorry I was asleep par the time they picked toi up; ou else I would've introduced myself yesterday." He a dit "that's no big deal; my name is Jeff." I laughed at Frank's obnoxiously loud snoring and a dit "it doesn't sound like he's getting up anytime soon! toi must not have slept really good last night because toi were in the suivant lit over from him." Jeff a dit "it's not that bad as long as toi put a oreiller over your head!"

While the bus driver drove us to the arena, I worked on my homeschooling. If dad didn't make it mandatory for me to finish high school I would've already dropped out par now. Being famous means plus to me right now than being forced to do all this awful history paper work! History has always been my least favori subject in school but, ironically it's probably the one that I understand the most! I'm obviously capable of getting all A's on my rapporter card but, I've fallen so far behind since giving birth to Carter that I'm down to a D-. Looking back at it now, I definitely could've been plus motivated and applied myself!

2 1/2 hours later, we pulled up in front of the Portland Civic Center and I looked out the window at the thousands upon thousands of fans that crowded the streets. The montrer doesn't start until seven but some of those fans have been waiting a while because they had tents and sleeping bags laid out on the sidewalk. Jeff looked out the window while Frank made a business call in my bedroom. Jeff a dit "those fans must be freezing out there!" I a dit "we should buy some of them some hot chocolate!" He a dit "okay" and we walked to the nearby Dunkin' Donuts.

A few minutes later, we walked out carrying a giant container of hot chocolat and hundreds of Styrofoam cups. Jeff and I went back to the sidewalk where all the fans were lined up. I passed out a few cups of hot chocolat and then the chaos started. Once they realized that it was really me passing out the cups, they started freaking out! Some of them actually started crying and then I felt something touching my feet. I looked down and backed up as a boy attempted to steal my shoelace. I asked "do toi mind? That is my shoe toi know! I'm trying to do something nice for toi guys and toi just want to rip me to shreds!" Jeff a dit "hey, what do toi think you're doing boy? Get away from her shoes!" Jeff gently forced him backwards and I sighed with relief because I knew with Jeff here there wouldn't be a repeat of the CD signing!

As I sat backstage waiting for the opening acts to finish, Frank put his hand on my shoulder and a dit "get ready for this kid! This is just the beginning and don't forget… Every jour creates your history!" Those words stuck to me like glue as I bent down in the stage grille-pain that's going to shoot me onto the stage for the opening song. The musique to "another part of me" paused in suspense as I shot onto the stage. toi could hear my feet slam on the ground as I landed and stood there in silence. I didn't move, didn't flinch, nothing, as I stood there in a or suite like the one my dad wore in his "history" tour. If there's one thing that I was able to pick up from watching my dad perform when I was three years old, it was the power and importance of using suspense to captivate the audience.

I stood there still in silence and waited for a full minute before making a rapide, swift movement to the rim of my sunglasses. I slowly ran my fingers across the lenses as the crowd exploded into an uproar of screams. I yanked my sunglasses off and the musique started playing again.

After a few songs, it was time for a costume change and I rushed backstage dripping with sweat. As the crewmembers helped me quickly and efficiently put on my suivant outfit, Frank a dit "you're killing it out there kid! They l’amour you!!! I smiled as I drank from a water bottle that was donné to me. I a dit "I'm happy to be out of that suit because it's really hot!"

Before leaving the stage after I had performed the last song of the show, I started talking to the audience "I want to say thank toi to all of toi for coming out to see me perform today! I appreciate all of toi that slept on the sidewalk days in advance!" I looked up at the ceiling and a dit "I hope I made toi proud tonight dad!" I looked back at the audience and a dit "thank toi all for coming from the bottom of my heart!" I left the stage and confetti fell from the ceiling onto the thousands of fans.

I walked backstage and sat exhausted on the couch. Before I even have the chance to catch my breath, Frank, Jeff, and the rest of the crew came running over to me. Frank a dit "that was awesome AJ! Your dad would be so proud of you!" They all showered me with compliments and then I heard my phone ringing. I put it up to my ear and a dit "hello." Grandma asked excitedly "how did it go?" I a dit "it was awesome! Now I know what dad was talking about when he a dit stuff about having an adrenaline rush when toi go out there!" Prince interrupted "we miss toi AJ!" I a dit "I miss toi guys too! How is my little munchkin doing?" Grandma a dit "he's doing well; I think he's a bit confused about why you're not here with us." I asked "can I talk to him?" She a dit sympathetically "I would go get him but, Paris is getting him to fall asleep and if he hears your voice right now he'll be up all night!" I a dit with disappointment in my voice "okay, I understand. I'll talk to toi guys tomorrow I guess." I hung up the phone and tossed it down suivant to me on the couch. I didn't like the idea of not being able to talk to Carter. I wasn't mad at my grandmother; I was mad at myself in a way for not being able to call him before his bedtime! This is the longest amount of time that I've spent away from him since he's been born and it's going to take some getting used to!

February, 8, 2010,

Today was my jour off and we were in Virginia. We rented a hotel room and I wanted to go get something to snack on. Jeff and I walked into a family-run grocery store and I immediately went for the camelote, indésirable nourriture aisles. I picked out everything from gummy bears to cheddar cheese potato chips and followed Jeff safely to the checkout line. There were quite a few people ahead of us so; I decided to look at a magazine that was on the rack suivant to me.

I searched for one and saw something that caught my eye. I picked up the latest issue of "people magazine" and looked at the cover. I couldn't believe it; there right in the center was a huge picture of Prince carrying Carter into Walmart. That part didn't bother me but, then I read the title. It a dit "which Jackson family member has a secret child? Turn to page 70 to find out!" I frantically flipped through the pages and there was a whole article about Carter! I looked at the pictures and they were personal pictures that I had taken of him. I read as I bit my lip angrily:

“I bet you're all wondering who this cute little guy is; well we finally found out! According to Jermaine Jackson, he is surprisingly Michael Jackson's firstborn daughter Alanna Jackson's son Carter Shawn Jackson. I know; that's surprising! Apparently, AJ had Carter in November 2008 when she was only 14 years old. I would've expected better of Michael's extremely sheltered children than to become a teenage mother. Jermaine says that the extended Jackson family has never met the baby's father and he is unsure if AJ still keeps in contact with him. We'll keep toi posté about any new information on the baby. In the meantime, toi can see Alanna Jackson on her 'Legacy’ tour. I wonder who's watching her son while she's traveling?"

I quickly threw the money for the magazine on the counter and dashed to the tour bus that was waiting outside for us. Frank looked at me as I stormed onto the bus and sat down at the table. I dialed uncle Jermaine's phone number and put it up to my ear. He a dit "hello AJ; it's nice to have toi call me!" I snapped back "don't bullshit me!" He asked "what's wrong?" I a dit "what's wrong? What's wrong is that toi sold a story about Carter to the press! I know toi did because toi were the only one that had the mot de passe to my computer where they got those pictures I took of him! I can't believe that toi would sell my sons opportunity to have a normal life! That's so low of toi and I hate toi for that! I'll never forgive you! toi may be able to manipulate grandma into getting what toi want but, toi sure as hell aren't going to do it to me! Are toi that desperate for attention? Go to hell; toi jerk!"

I hung up the phone as Frank sat there shaking his head in disbelief. I ripped the magazine and half and stomped on it. Jeff a dit "I can't believe your uncle would do that to Carter! Now for the rest of Carter's life the press will be all over him!" I a dit "I was planning to raise Carter as normal as possible but I guess that's not going to happen now! What a lot of people don't know is that half of my family is money hungry, egocentric, asses and the other half are loving, selfless, genuine people! The messed up thing is that he doesn't even care if he destroys Carter's chances of having a normal life! The only thing he cares about is the 20 grand that he got for selling the story to the press! All my uncles were always hitting dad up for cash and I'm not about to let that happen with me! Frank, I don't trust any of my extended family with the money that I've been sending to buy nourriture and diapers for Carter! From now on, I'm going to physically buy that stuff myself and mail it to them because I have a feeling the money is not going where I intend it to go! Grandma is too easily manipulated par my uncles for money and I think she's giving them the money I've been sending to put towards Carter! My family is so dysfunctional it's ridiculous!"

February 9, 2010,

I was sitting backstage after performing and thinking. Frank a dit "okay kid; we can go back to the hotel room I rented for the night.” My bodyguard Jeff got up from the chair he was sitting in and followed me to the back door of the concert arena. He opened the door and I definitely wasn't prepared for what was on the other side. 30 paparazzi people immediately crowded me and started asking questions. "AJ, do toi miss your son? Are toi still in a relationship with Carter's father? When will toi be going back to the Havenhurst compound to see the baby?" I was blinded par all the flashing from their cameras as Jeff gently pushed me onto the tour bus.

Once we arrived at the hotel, Jeff, Frank, and I each went to our own hotel rooms. I sat down on the lit and took out my cell phone. I dialed Paris's number and waited for her to pick up. She a dit "hi AJ how was your concert tonight?" I a dit "it went okay; is Carter still awake?" She a dit "yeah, he eating SpaghettiOs but; I'll put the phone on speaker so toi can talk to him." Paris a dit "mommy's on the phone Carter!" I smiled as I heard Carter a dit "hi mommy!" I a dit "I miss toi buddy!" Paris coached "say I miss toi too!" I laughed at his attempt to copy her because it sounded nothing like what she said. Paris a dit "he's so cute; he's always asking 'mommy come accueil today? Mommy went bye-bye?'" I a dit "oh, that's adorable! I miss him so much! Okay, I'm going to go to lit now before I get too sad! I l’amour toi guys and I'll call toi tomorrow!"

March 3, 2010,

Frank, Jeff, and I walked into Tiger beat magazine headquarters and were greeted par a photographer. There were racks of clothes and baseball trophée on a nearby table. The photographer asked "are toi excited to be in the magazine again?" I a dit "yeah; I can't believe that kids actually want to hang posters of me up in their rooms!"

par now, I was so used to photo shoots because pretty much every teen magazine has me right in the center of their cover; usually right suivant to Justin Bieber. The good thing about being a female artist is that I don't really see him as a threat because males have a whole different game plan and appeal. Whereas with me, I opened up the idea in today's culture that being a tomboy is just as good as being feminine!

After posing for hundreds of different possible posters, I signed some of the images so they could be photocopied and blown up into poster sized. The magazine also had me autograph a few copies of my CD so they could use them as part of some of their monthly contests.





April 29, 2010,

I'm in Los Angeles and I just finished my concert. I jumped into the back siège of the car that was waiting for Jeff, Frank, and I. We drove to Havenhurst and Frank a dit "I'm not going to go in! I hope toi have fun with your family during your break! We'll be back to pick toi up in a week!" I waved goodbye and ran down the driveway as fast as I possibly could.

I swung open the front door and casually walked into the living room waiting for my family to notice me. After five minutes, Prince looked up from the TV and shouted "AJ; your back!" Blanket ran up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist as I kissed the haut, retour au début of his head. He squeezed me and a dit "I missed toi so much!" I a dit "I missed toi too!" Grandma asked as she hugged me "how long are toi back for?" I a dit "only for a week but; I'm going to make the best of it! Where are Carter and Paris?" Prince a dit as he hugged me "Paris was giving him a bath last time I checked."

I ran upstairs and looked in the bathroom but nobody was there. I walked into my room to find Paris carrying Carter who was wrapped in a blue towel. Paris hugged me and a dit "I'm so glad you're back! I was just about to get him ready for bed." I playfully shoved her out of the room and a dit "don't worry about it; I'm back now! That's my job!"

I walked over to the lit where Carter sat still wrapped up in the towel and shivering. He smiled and a dit "mommy come home!" I smiled and a dit as I started to get him dressed "I missed my munchkin so much!" I sat down on the lit suivant to him as he flopped down on a pillow. I playfully put my hand up in the air and imitated a claw as I a dit "oh no; do toi know what this means?" He smiled and I noticed that all his baby teeth had finally come through. I a dit "the tickle monster is going get you!"

As I tickled his stomach, he laughed innocently as he looked up at me. I stopped so he could catch his breath and he climbed onto the oreiller suivant to me. He a dit "I need ba-ba!" I got off the lit and passed him the baby bottle that was on the nightstand. I shut off the light and put the TV on SpongeBob SquarePants. He rested his head on my shoulder and I kissed his forehead. There was a moment of silence as he looked up at me and a dit something that warmed my heart. He looked up at me with those big brown eyes and asked "mommy?" I asked "huh?" He brushed my cheek with his tiny hand and a dit "mommy, I l’amour you!"

I looked at him in the eyes and a dit "I l’amour toi plus Carter!" The way he a dit that being only almost 18 months old made me want to cry! I could tell that he missed me just as much as I missed him! It's going to be so much harder to leave him at the end of this week!

April 30, 2010,

I walked through the door with Carter in my arms after taking him to the store to run a few errands. I noticed that there was someone sitting on the canapé suivant to grandma as I looked at the back of their heads. I put Carter down and he ran into the play room. Grandma turned around and a dit "it's good that you're back because I want to sort of introduce toi to someone!"

I sat down on the canapé and a dit as I looked at the blonde haired woman sitting suivant to grandma "Debbie; is that you?" She shook her head in agreement and I asked curious "what are toi doing here?" Grandma asked "you know how Prince and Paris have already met your mother?" I a dit "yeah but; what does that have to do with Debbie?" Debbie smiled and a dit "it's nice to officially meet my daughter for the first time!" I asked "what do toi mean your daughter?" She smiled and a dit "I'm your mother AJ!

I sat there stunned for about three minutes then I said" wait… You're…" Before my mind could process what I just heard, I stormed out of the house slamming the door behind me. Debbie followed me and a dit "Alanna; just let me talk to you!" I tried to get away from her unsuccessfully as I tripped on my shoe and fell to the ground. She put out her hand so she could help me up but I just looked at her and pushed myself off the ground. She grabbed my sleeve stopping me from running away and forced me to sit down on a bench.

Debbie a dit "I want to know what you're thinking?" I asked irritated "you really want to know what I'm thinking? Okay; I'll tell you! I'm thinking that I hate you! I'm a mother now and I don't understand how toi could just leave all three of us and never see us again! I haven't seen toi since early 1999! I know that I could never leave Carter for that long!" She a dit "it wasn't meant to be the typical mom and dad relationship! Your father and I never wanted it to be like that!" I a dit "I don't understand why toi didn't want visitation with us!" She a dit "I wanted your father to get the chance to be a dad! toi guys were my gift to him! It wasn't my job to raise you!" I a dit angrily "it would've been nice to have known toi were my mother this entire time! Do toi know how difficult it was for me growing up without a mom around?" She asked "in what way?" I a dit "it was extremely awkward for me when I had to say 'ummm dad; I think I'm having my first period!' Then have him run to the store to get tampons!" She looked down feeling guilty and a dit "I wasn't thinking about that kind of stuff when I decided not to play a role in your life." I snapped back "yeah well; toi should of! Dad wasn't much help when it came to woman things! He was completely freaked out and wanted nothing to do with it! I had to learn everything on my own!" She a dit "I'm sorry about that; I really am! I hope you'll forgive me!" I a dit "it's going to take a lot plus than just saying you're sorry! Just give me my l’espace and I'll come to toi eventually when I get used to the idea of having a mom! Just don't force it on me because I'm not ready yet!" Debbie a dit "I completely understand and I don't want toi to feel obligated to spend time with me! Just know that I'm here for toi if toi ever need me for anything!"

The mood between us calmed down and I looked at Debbie and she burst out laughing. She a dit "I'm sorry but, I just have to know; how did your dad ever figure out what tampons to buy?" I chuckled as I remembered and a dit "he bought 10 different brands and basically threw them at me!" She a dit "I can totally picture your dad being like that!" I a dit "you should have seen the look on his face when I told him the first time that I started my period! His eyes were as big as saucers and he just stared at me for 15 minutes straight only blinking a few times!" Debbie held her side as she continued to laugh and her eyes began to water. I a dit as I started to laugh just as hard "it took me an heure just to get dad to go to the store and get them! He just kept pacing back and forth in the cuisine saying 'oh my gosh, oh my God! Are toi sure you're not just seeing things AJ? Please tell me it's not that!!!' Then I a dit 'it's definitely my period dad!' He was in denial about it! Looking back at it now, it was actually pretty funny!"
jasmin was freaking out.her only connection to michael was through those tickets and now they where gone.she yelled to faye and ari and the 3 of them started the search.ari remebered faye putting the tickerts in jasmines bourse, sac à main and jasmin remebered cleaning out her ourse last night bacuase she couldnt sleep jasmin searched under the covers on the lit ari checked the floor in the room and faye checked the bureau haut, retour au début suivant to the bed.faye accidentially pushed jasmin off the lit to where jasmin layed in perfect view of under the lit and sure enough the tickets where there!! jasmin reached for...
continue reading...
It was a rainy day. Normally rainy days mean that toi could relax and sleep in. For 18 yrs old, jasmin Lewis it mean that the rain could be a soothing place to wash away your tears. She was having a real hard time getting over her ex-boyfriend, Greg Simmons. jasmin and Greg had been high school sweethearts. To her, he was her soulmate and her best friend. They were supposed to go away to college together at Harvard in the fall. After they had graduated from college, they had talked about getting married and starting a family. But he had betrayed her par sleeping with her best friend, Chloe...
continue reading...
"Thriller" is a song par Michael Jackson, released on November 30, 1982 par Epic Records and written par Rod Temperton, he originally wanted to call it "Starlight" ou "Midnight Man" but settled on "Thriller" because he felt the name had merchandising potential and wanting a notable person to recite the closing lyrics, Jones brought in actor Vincent Price who was an acquaintance of Jones' wife, who completed his part in just two takes. Temperton wrote the spoken portion in a taxi on the way to the recording studio. Jones and Temperton a dit that some recordings were left off the final cut because...
continue reading...
The last room we toured had a very large glass terrarium with a lid on it. It was a low table, and it was hard to see what was inside. Jackie and I were looking around admiring some very beautiful birds in cages, oblivious to what Michael was up to, when suddenly he turned from the terrarium and a dit with a sweet smile, ”Here, Shaye, toi want to hold Muscles?”

Languishing across his outstretched hands was a very pretty boa constrictor. I took it. It felt like damp silk and, much to my surprise, began to déplacer sideways, so that I was in danger of dropping it. I exclaimed to that effect, and...
continue reading...
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.
I am sick and tired of hearing and lire about people comparing Michael Jackson and Justin Bieber. Now I like Justin Bieber too and I think that he is very gifted and talented. I can honestly see him progressing in the musique business as he gets older. But he will never be better than Michael. Michael is irreplaceable and nobody will never be to do any of the things that he did. I don't care who they are because it will never happen. So for people to even try to compare them as far as record sales, yotube views,concert, ou films is so annoying to me and it really pisses me off. Like I a dit before, I don't have anything against Justin Bieber, but he will never be better than Michael point blank period. I mean come on. This is even worse than Kanye West saying that he's good enough to be "the new King of Pop." Hello?! What a joke! There is only one of King of Pop and that is Michael Jackson. This is also offensive to MJ's family, friends, and fans. Most of all it is offensive to MJ.
posted by numba1MJfan
19 an old jasmin woke up on Monday morning having no idea what was going to happen the suivant couple of days.She looked at the clocked and relized it was only 6:30.T hen looked out onto her her accueil New york City.She decided to back to lit but she couldn’t fall asleep no matter what she did..she just had a feeling something GREAT was bout to happen she just didn’t know what though.Finally she fell asleep but a few minutes later her parents woke her up :parents:HONEY WAKE UP WE HAVE GOOD NEWS
:Jasmine:really? What is it? :parents: your going to California..your going to stay with your aunt...
continue reading...
David Nordahl recalls: ''In November 1994,I spent 2 weeks with Michael and Lisa Marie at the Trump Towers in in New York. I was there to work on 2 projects for Michael while he was in the recording studio. Michael and Lisa Marie were great together and a lot of fun to be with. In 1995 Michael asked me to do a painting of the 2 of them. Not one to do a normal portrait,he came up with a creative vision of how he wanted to portray their l’amour for each other.
Michael gave me a liste of things he would like to see in painting. I made a skectch and sent the original to him. He called me when he received...
continue reading...
posted by NikkiLovesMJ
Remember the Time" is a single par Michael Jackson Recorded in the Hit Factory Miami. The song was released par Epic Records on January 14, 1992 as the seconde single from Jackson's eighth studio album, Dangerous. Written and composed par Teddy Riley, Michael Jackson and Bernard Belle, the song was produced par Riley and Jackson. "Remember the Time" was a successful attempt par Jackson to create a New jack swing-flavored confiture with the accompaniment of co-producer Riley. Musically, the song is dance-oriented and its instruments include a piano and guitar. "Remember the Time" lyrics are about remembering...
continue reading...
posted by Thrillie-jean
I dont know if you' ve read it,but i thnk its hilarious!Michael was staying at my place on Dobney and was happy to come along.He really respected Burt but wondered as we all did what made him tick.Burt had ordered a bottle of xpensive french red wine,which he,carole and i were drinking.Michael never drank but that night he got interested in wine.unbelievably,he didnt even know what wine was."whats it made of?"he asked me. "grapes",i said."i like grapes,"said michael,"i think i ll try some". So we poured michael a glass and he drank it. He obviously liked it coz he drank another one. We were...
continue reading...
posted by NikkiLovesMJ
Welcome to Hollywood
That's what they told you
A child étoile, star in Hollywood
That's what they sold you
Grace with beauty, charme and talent
You would do what toi were told
But they robbed toi of childhood
Took your youth and sold it for gold

Elizabeth, I l’amour you
You're every étoile, star that shines in the world to me
Elizabeth can't toi see that it's true
Elizabeth, I l’amour you
You're plus than just a étoile, star to me

Lovely Elizabeth
You have surpassed them all
My friend Elizabeth
Learned to outlast them all
Many started back when toi did
Lost their way and now they're gone
But look at you, a true survivor
Full of life and carrying...
continue reading...
… In fact, say sources in a position to know, the superstar faked his death to escape the crushing pressures of life in a fishbowl – and he is now socked away in an undisclosed location in Eastern Europe, possibly Hungary, far from the clamor of paparazzi covering his “autopsy” and “funeral” in southern California.

And in the strangest twist of all, say the insiders, once he’s rested and ready, Jackson, 50, will blow the lid off his own hoax – and embark on the most spectacularly lucrative concert tour in the history of rock ‘n’ roll.

“Michael is following in the footsteps...
continue reading...
Michael...
I touch your soft, smooth, warm skin. My fingers tingle, my cœur, coeur skips a beat. You're blissfully asleep. Your beautiful face arest and calm. Gourgous chocolat cloloured, almond-shaped eyes closed. Full, oreiller lips silghtly opened, breathing quiet breaths. Your cute, silky black curls fall to the side and infront of toi Angel face.
I wonder what toi dream about... Songs, world peace.. all of these beautiful things.
You do a deep sigh, slightly making me jump. You're an angel. I trace your perfect jawline. I wonder if toi can feel my gentle touches? If toi can, do toi like it? I gently...
continue reading...
Michael woke up at 6:00. "Well I guess I woke up a little early today." He says to himself. Michael was feeling better now. The women he was in l’amour with was ok. But still...He was wondering how I was going to react to what he was going to tell me. "I..I..I..can't do it." He says to himself in tears. Michael was just sitting in his lit worrying how Mccala would respond. "What if...What...If..She doesn't.." He says unable to finish his own sentence because of himself crying. "Wait...I should try...I have to...It's now ou never." He says to himself. Michael just gets up after a few minutes and...
continue reading...
Well I read a book about Michael and found an eye-witness rapporter in it in 1980's,just thought that it'll be nice to share it with you,guys!it's about Michael!so here it is:

"Michael Jackson is sitting in the dressing room.He sits very quietly,staring into the mirror.His face is soft and delicately boned.His brown eyes have the big,dewey-eyed quality of Bambi.Like the faon, fawn and his beloved 'ET',Michael Jackson is alone in a crowded room.
"Conversation dart around the room but Michael takes no notice-happy to live in his dream world.Talk to him direct and he'll answer you-quietly and politely.His...
continue reading...
Michael Jackson may have called the aesthetic propofol his "milk," but rather than give him strength, it left him in such a vulnerable state that his urine was collected through a device for incontinent patients.

That was one view of Jackson's final days and the extreme measures he took in life to maintain his public image as a beautiful superstar, which were revealed in a six jour hearing into his death that ended earlier this week.


Other details were his wearing of a surgical casquette, cap while he slept to cover his balding scalp, and the numerous tubes of skin bleach cream he used to hide the disorder...
continue reading...
"Just because toi read it in a magazine
or see it on the TV screen, don't make it factual"
- Michael Jackson

Through out his life, Michael Jackson was follwed par chaos. It seemed so as if chaos had a strong desire of increasing Michael's misery.

All his life, the media spread the most humiliating and disgusting stories about Michael Jackson. Those stories, and especially rumours, still exist to the present jour and will never vanish from this world.

"It's a complete lie, why do people buy these papers? It's not the truth I'm here to say. toi know, don't judge a person, do not pass judgement, unless...
continue reading...
posted by the_best_Lover
- I feel so thankful for him sharing his brilliance.

Delta Goodrem, on her Twitter page (26 June 2009)

- As a kid Michael was always beyond his years, he was an innovator, he was a genius at what he did. He had a knowingness about him. At 9 years old, when I first started working with him, he seemed to me like he had been here before. He was just so knowledgeable about life.

Berry Gordy, in "Berry Gordy Statement on the passing of Michael Jackson" (26 June 2009)

- Michael Jackson was not only loved par the people of the world, for his incomparable talent, he was loved par the magnificent wild animals...
continue reading...
posted by WhisperOfLove
Just some interesting lire about Michael's charity work. He was one of the busiest people in the world, and he still took time to help others. Thank toi Michael, toi gave so much to the world. l’amour toi always.

January 10, 1984: Michael visits the unit for burn victims at Brotman-Memorial Hospital in Los Angeles.

April 9, 1984: David Smithee, a 14-year-old boy who suffers from cystic fibroses is invited to Michael's home. It was David's last wish to meet Michael. He dies 7 weeks later.

April 14, 1984: Michael equips a 19-bed-unit at Mount Senai New York Medical Center. This center is part of...
continue reading...
posted by Nevermind5555
For a long time I was going to buy VISION DVD. But I decided first to ask other fans who already bought VISION about their opinion.
I know that visual it looks great !
The 3D cover, golden letters and a book with photos inside the box. But I'm plus interested in some technical informations.

I was searching on other forums and unfortunately a lof of fans are dissapointed with this DVD :(
They complain about low sound quality ou even about quality of some vidéos like: "The Way toi Make Me Feel" ou "Billie Jean".

So my question is: What do toi think guys about VISION ? ( the most wanted are informations from fans who already have that and watched all three DVDs but of course it will also nice to hear the opinion from others who still don't have it and just like me have got some doubts)
Are toi satisfied with VISION ?

And here problems about fans complain: (unfortunately it's not everything)
 *green screen during 'In the Closet' video*
*green screen during 'In the Closet' video*
 *low quality*
*low quality*
 *comparison: 'Moonwalker' quality (blu-ray version) vs. VISION quality*
*comparison: 'Moonwalker' quality (blu-ray version) vs. VISION quality*