MICHAEL JACKSON.. AMAZING

The family of the late pop étoile, star icone Michael Jackson has been in the news all over for the past two weeks because some of Michael’s siblings are claiming that the will of the pop icone was fake and fraudulent. According to Randy Jackson, Michael’s youngest brother, claims in a interview call on MSNBC's "Politics Nation” on Tuesday afternoon. That the will was forged par the estate's executors, John Branca and John McClain. The family is also questioning the rendez-vous amoureux, date it was signed.

Also in the interview with randy he’s says that in the will the rendez-vous amoureux, date that it was signed is inaccurate too. He...

So hows it been going with your lady friend “, Quincy says I usually didn’t tell people about my personal life but Quincy was one of the people I trusted, I saw he as a father to me.
“well it’s been going well, actually really well, but I don’t want to fall in l’amour with a person who might leave at anytime”, I tell Quincy “ mike what do toi mean she might leave at anytime ?” , Quincy asks me “ well I told her when I first took her in that I would let her stay with me until she finds the right job and get back on her feet.” “well mike your doing the right thing son, wait...

Michael Jackson‘s family has demanded the executors of their late brother’s estate resign effective immediately, confirms Celebuzz.

In a scathing letter — obtained exclusively par Celebuzz and signed par Michael’s sisters Janet, Rebbie and brothers Tito, Randy and Jermaine Jackson — the family maintains that executors John Branca and John McClain faked the King of Pop’s last Will and Testament prior to his untimely death on June 25, 2009.

“At the time we couldn’t possibly fathom what is so obvious to us now: that the Will, without question, it’s Fake, Flawed and Fraudulent,”...

Not long after Diane went upstairs michael came accueil from work. "Michael I think toi should go talk to Diane I showed her everything and I think she feels really bad for what she said." Alicia said. Michael a dit nothing and went upstairs, he walked in the the bedroom to find Diane on the the lit crying hestarically. Michael walked over and laid in the lit suivant to her. "shhhh it's okay I'm here." Michael a dit wrapping his arms around her and holding her tightly. "Michael.....I'm so...sorry...I'm so sorry that I tried to end my life over something stupid." Diane sniffled. "It's okay Diane I forgive...

" salut Diane did toi déplacer that figurine off the dresser and onto the chest?" Michael asked as he walked into the living room where Diane was sitting watching television. "No i didnt déplacer it." Diane replied. "Well if toi didnt déplacer it then who did?" Michael asked. "I dont know michael maybe one of the girls moved it." Diane said. With that michael headed upstairs to Abby and Lizzie's room and knocked on the door. "Girls can toi come out for a second." Michael replied. "Coming daddy." they a dit as they went to open the door. "Yes daddy?" Lizzie a dit opening the door. "Where toi ou Abby in our...

Weeks have now gone par and things have pretty much been the normal work jour for michael and diane. And of course Beth is back to babysitting the girls, but she hasnt tried anything. She has in fact been quite friendly with Diane, which in a way worries Diane......


Diane arrives accueil to see Beth and the girls watching Tv. "Mommy!" they exclaim as they rush to give her a hug. "How are my girls?" Diane asked happily as she hugged them. "We're fine we had a good day." Lizzie said. "Well that's good to hear." Diane said. Just then Beth walked up to Diane with her bourse, sac à main in hand. "Hey Diane can i ask...

"Michael?"she a dit in disbeleif of seeing him.''Wow, look at you.'' Michael said,examining her from head to toe "You haven't changed a bit"they both a dit looking at each other smiling and giggling."So,Mike what are toi doing here?''she a dit starting the conversation they had while walking.Michael knew he would see this jour would come,seeing the first girl he fell in l’amour with in school is the seconde woman he'll fall in l’amour with in Paris.''Why do toi have your bags for,you leaving so soon? not to be nosey."

''Because my wife Lisa was mad at me for not wanting to make l’amour and kicked me out the...

Lipstick in hand
Tahitian tanned in her painted on jeans

She dreams of fame
She changed her name
To one that fit’s the movie screen
She’s headed for the big time, that means

She’s going Hollywood
She’s going Hollywood tonight
She’s going Hollywood
She’s going Hollywood tonight
She’s going Hollywood
She’s going Hollywood tonight
It’s true, that you, may never ever have that chance again
That chance again, babe
Hoo

West bound Greyhound
To tinsel town
Just to pursue her movie étoile, star dreams
She’s giving hot tricks to men just to get in
When she was taught that that’s not clean
She’s headed for...

Ain’t the pictures enough, why do toi go through so much
To get the stories toi need, so toi can bury me
You’ve got the people confused, toi tell the stories toi choose
You try to get me to lose the man I really am

You keep on stalking me, invading my privacy
Won’t toi just let me be
‘Cause your cameras can’t control, the minds of those who know
That you’ll even sell your soul just to get your story sold

I need my privacy, (Oh no) yeah, yeah, I need my privacy, yeah, yeah
So paparazzi, (Oh no) yeah, yeah, get away from me
Just get away from me (Yeah, yeah)

Some of toi still wonder why, one...

There’s a ghost out in the hall
There’s a ghoul beneath the bed
Now it’s coming through the walls
Now it’s coming down the stairs

There’s spirit in the dark
Hear the beating of his heart
Can toi feel it in the air
Ghosts are hiding everywhere

I’m gonna be
Exactly what toi wanna see
It’s toi who’s taunting me
Because you’re warning me
To be the stranger
In the night

Am I amusing you
Or just confusing you
Am I the beast
You visualized
And if toi wanna see
Eccentricalities
I’ll be the grotesque
Before your eyes
Let them all materialize

Is that scary for toi baby
Am I scary for you, oh
Is it scary for...

The final part

“Now, do toi want me to leave?”
Kyle, Mason and Casey shook their head ‘no’, but Mayor Sneddon still wanted him out. “Yes…YES! Leave now!” He let it all out.
"LEAVE, toi FREAK OF NATURE!"
The Maestro quietly agrees. “Fine. I’ll go.”
The gang didn’t want him to leave, but he starts to violently pounds his stomach hardly, montrer signs of pain par groaning and moaning. The gang shockingly witness his own death. Then he jumps and his feet begins to crumples. Then his hands and the rest body crumples to the ground begins to crumple plus and plus and into dust and...

“Well, then,” A voice out of nowhere said. “I’ll run him out again.” They turned around and it was the mayor of Riverside Hills, Mayor Sneddon, in his usual gray suit and eyeglasses.
“Ekk! He gets plus and plus ugly, fat and bald every time I see him.” Casey whispers to Mason and Kyle. They took a step behind every time Mayor Sneddon walked towards them.
“Did I tell toi brats to stay away from here?” He a dit in his scratchy, nasal voice.
“Didn’t your mama tell toi not to call kids brats?” Kyle a dit as Mayor Sneddon‘s nostrils flared. He threatened them,
“Don’t...

"Well...im sure toi will find a man like me one day." Michael said. par the tremble in his voice Diane could tell that Michael was very uncomfortable with Beth staring at him like that.
Finally dîner was over and Beth was getting ready to go home. "So when do i start?" Beth asked as she grabbed her things. "We'll let toi know...we're looking at some other nannies." Michael replied. "Okay well give me a call." With that Beth walked out the door.
Diane then stormed off, michael followed her. "Diane whats wrong with you?" Michael asked following her into the Kitchen. "Whats wrong???Beth is whats...

I woke up the suivant morning to a bright, beautiful room. As I looked around the room, I rememebered what happen last night. Michael. I turned to look behind me and see that Michael wasn't in the bed. Also I noticed that there was a piece of notebook paper with écriture on it. It said, "Good morning beautiful. As toi can see, I am awake. I have something for toi downstairs that I think toi will really like. I wanted to thank toi for last night. No one has ever made me as happy as toi had just par your sweet kiss. I hope toi are just as happy as I am. And I hope toi enjoyed yourself last night....

The suivant thing I knew, I placed my hand on my head and looked all around me.
"What happen? Where am I?"
Before I could even answer those questions, I can feel some guy grabbed my ponytail really hard. I cried out in pain.
"Eric?!" I a dit surprisely with my eyes popping. Then I see John, Derek and Michael surrounded par his hencemen with fusil, carabine guns.
"That's right!" I kicked in my stomach and I nearly fell to the ground.
"Ow!" I scream in pain. I could feel that the guys, especially Michael, wanted to help me, but the hencemen kept holding them back.
"Why are toi doing this?" Michael asked.
"Simple,"...

I couldn't believe it. I'm here with Michael Jackson?! The King of Pop?!
"Yeah. That's what they usually call me, but toi can call me Michael. toi need some help?" He offered his hand and helped me up from the grass. I noticed my green sweater was instead white, my usual black jeans were blue and my run-down sneakers were new and clean.
"Where am I and what an is this?"
"In my own private meadow field and the year's 1990."
My jaw was agape.
"Thanks. The name's Casey."
"Hey, Casey. I want toi to meet my two new friends." When I got to meet them, I noticed that it was John and Derek, my old...

Here is my old creative écriture work. This is about a girl who goes on an adventure with Michael Jackson and her two old friends

Here I am, walking accueil from another boring jour of school. I quickly ran accueil to get to uncle's house. When I got there, of course, my rich yet neglectful uncle would be sleeping on the white plush canapé in the living room and all four of my cousins would be playing in the backyard.
My bedroom was the attic, which my uncle and cousins would have their nice and big bedrooms, while I got stuck with the tiny, somewhat dusty attic. When I got there, I placed my black...

Hold me
Like the river Jordan
And I will then say to thee
You are my friend

Carry me
Like toi are my brother
Love me like a mother
Will toi be there
Ay, oh now, yea, oh now, oh, babe

Weary
Tell me will toi hold me
When wrong, will toi scold me
When Lost will toi find me

But they told me
A man should be faithful
And walk when not able
And fight till the end
But I’m only human
Ay, oh, oh now, yea, oh, yea

Everyone’s taking control of me
Seems that the world’s
Got a role for me
I’m so confused
Will toi montrer to me
You’ll be there for me
And care enough to ours me

(Hold me) montrer me
(Lay your head lowly) Hold me
(Softly...

Before Michael's death, I didn't know much about him.
I used to see all sorts of tabloids screaming nasty headlines about him at the drugstore checkout, and I always felt so sorry for him.
It became obvious to me that he was a target, for no one should always get so much cruel attacks so consistently, and my cœur, coeur bled for him each time.
It got so difficult for me, that I had to purposely avert my eyes no to look, but I knew they were there, and my cœur, coeur sank. After Michael's death, I heard Jermaine say that Michael was a gift from God and he had a mission.
I also heard many of Michael's close...

All alone wishing on stars
Waiting for toi to find me
One sweet night I knew I would see
A stranger who’d be my friend

When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches all the spark that comes shining through
It tells toi never be afraid
When somewhere in your cœur, coeur toi can feel the glow
A light to keep toi warm when the night winds blow
Like it was written in the stars I knew
My friend, my someone in the dark was you

Promise me we’ll always be
Walking the world together
Hand in hand where dreams never end
My étoile, star secret friend and me

When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches all the...