~Michael~

I been écriture for a long time I l’amour écriture i still do but at a point in your life toi start to lose faith about what u doing. toi see I Lost faith because people didn't read my stories like they use too. i feel like i was not good enough to write stories anymore. But then i thought back i kept on thinking and a dit to myself i could make stories that are so great people recoginze. I truley am a writer but don't u hate when your mom ou dad read your story and u will have a curse in there and
she/he will be like don't put cussing in ur story. And your like but mom/dad its only a story and the character a dit it not me but your the creator of the story. Your the one who made its like u saying the curse word because toi are the auteur of your story.well im finish here écriture this article . I think im get alot of commentaires on this article surprise me.

DR. Michael 21 years old
Elia 14 years old
DR.Fernado 30 Years old
Summer 17 years old



Elia is 14 years old her parents thinks she crazy becuz she thinks ghost is real and see dead people



Summer is 17 years old she just thinks she don't be long here in this world she always yell for no reason she always try kill herself

Dr. Michael works illusional center with patients.


Dr. Fernaodo also works with patients but he helps woth the shots and all that stuff

The Characters are below lols hope u like it :D '
sMH WOW :)

Michael looked down at Jennine and moved in clse. Jennine breathed in his scent deeply. She recognised the fragranc Bal a Versailles cause she owned it urely because she knew it was Michaels favorite. Luckily she had chosen to wear it too that day. Michael smiled when he éperlan it. He lowered his head and éperlan her neck. "Did toi like dancing with me Jennine"? he asked biting his lower lip. long black lashes framed his rose cheeks. Jennine gaze up at him and a dit "I think toi know the answer to that Michael" Michael giggled and a dit "I guess I just wanted to hear toi say it" Pulling her closer he looked directly in her eyes. Jennines cœur, coeur was hammering at the beautiful sight of him so close to her. Looking at his shiny red lips Jennine longed to Kiss them. As if hearing her prayer Michael still looking in her eyes gently put his lips to hers. Soft at first then plus demanding. His tongue gently probed Jennines mouth.

jennine entered a room and faced ten nervous girls and five stern looking judges seated at a desk. Sitting in the last empty chair jennine smoothed her short black skrt . She suddenly felt very self conscious. All confidence had flown out the door. The judges looked her up and down. Unable to read their expression Jennine blushed . Asking the other girls a series of questions they finally came to Jennine. "Who do toi l’amour most"? the balding judge in the middle asked his eyes staring intently at Jennine.Jennine didnt even have to think about that one for a second."Michael Jackson" she a dit feeling mildly embarrassed. The judges looked at each other and nodded. They each stood up and holding out their hands announced. "Jennine. Congratulations youre the winner". Feeling faint Jennine shook their hands. They told her to go through a door to the right where a woman was waiting. she told Jennine to put on a red dress and red shoes.

"And I remember going to the record studio and there was a park across the rue and I'd see all the children playing and I would cry because it would make me sad that I would have to work instead."

"But I will never stop helping and loving people the way Jésus a dit to."

"Elizabeth Taylor is gorgeous,beautiful,and she still is today,I'm crazy about her."

"I just wish I could understand my father."

"I'm black American,I'm proud of who I am.I have a lot of pride and dignity."

"I'm happy to be alive,I'm happy to be who I am."

"I'm never pleased with anything,I'm a perfectionist,it's part of who I am."

"I've helped many,many,many children,thousands of children,cancer kids,leukemia kids."

"Me and Janet really are two different people."

"My mother's wonderful.To me she's perfection."

"When I see children,I see the face of God.That's why I l’amour them so much.That's what I see."

Michael, we remember and appreciate
as toi gave happiness to others ...

He did not like everything
He was alone in the whole wide world
He taught us to be kinder
He appealed to protect the planet.
Appreciate the love, doing good
contempt for revenge
forgave the insult, he loved life,
Preserved word of honor.
His eyes filled with deep
unearthly warmth
In his eyes concealed life
a hard life.
About him in the newspapers wrote
Just slander and lies
he wanted to humiliate,
What magazine did not take.
Michael is gone forever,
Nobody really does not return
He remained in the hearts
He's never in them will not die.
jour passes for the jour ...
I still want to find the answer:
Why do people appreciate
When they are no longer close?

PS
I know Michael, your life is not in vain
toi just wanted to give children the happiness
toi tried to awaken within us human
You'll always be king of the 20 th century!