Michael grabbed his sweater and he and so did evan. They began walking along michael's trail which went around over half of his property. "So mike...uh how long have bạn lived here?" Evan asked trying to make small talk. "Um let see i moved here in 88 and it is now 1993 so ive lived here about 5 years." Michael answered. "Cool, do bạn know how many rides bạn have on the property?" Evan asked. " Um....hold on let me think." Michael began to danh sách off the rides in his head. " I would say about maybe 10 hoặc a little more.", "Cool...do bạn like ever ride them bởi yourself?" Evan asked. Michael gave a slight grin. "Yeah but not all only my favorites." Evan laughed. "So what are your favorites?" he asked. "The spider, the bumper cars and the ferris wheel." Michael replied. "Well lets not just sit here...lets go ride'em!" Evan exclaimed with excitement as he ran toward the rides. "Evan! wait up!" Michael called after him and he ran behind him. Finally michael caught up with him. "Lets ride the pirate ship first." Evan began to take off towards it." Michael still trying to catch his breath from running after him the first time still was leaning phía trước, chuyển tiếp on his knees. Evan noticed michael was following him. "Come on mj! why are bạn just sitting there?" , "Could you...please calm it...down... im trying...to...catch my ..breath." Michael gasped between breaths. "Was i too fast for ya?" Evan joked. Michael managed to give him a small grin. "No..im just not as fast as i was when i was kid." Michael replied. Evan laughed and so did michael.
Meanwhile back at michaels house.....
"Honey wheres evan?" Mrs. Zimmerman asked as she walked into the library. "Oh he's out taking a little walk around with michael." Mr. Zimmerman replied, only he seemed if he was up to something. "Honey are bạn planning something?" Mrs. Zimmerman asked. "Why do bạn ask that sweetheart?" Mr. Zimmerman grinned. "Maybe because bạn have that look in your eye....whats going on?" Mrs. Zimmerman crossed her arms. "Well...the plan is still in the works but...i should have it all thought out bởi the end of today." , "What plan are bạn talking about??" Mrs. Zimmerman questioned. "It's a plan to get money out of this so called wacko." Mr. Zimmerman stated. "Your going to steal money from a kind hearted man who helped us in our time of need!!!!" Mrs. Zimmerman shouted. "Well im sure as hell not going to live the high life for a fucking tháng then go back to living in a homeless sheleter! i refuse to go back to that...besides we need the money." , "You cold tim, trái tim son of a bitch!" Mrs. Zimmerman exclaimed as she walked up to him and slapped him. "You listen here and bạn listen good...you will not think of any type of way to try and steal money from this man, bạn can get off your lazy đít, mông, ass and try and go find another job and earn money like every other hard working individual on this planet." , "Okay for one i dont sit on my đít, mông, ass ok..im trying to find work and một giây this guy dont do shit but just preform to me thats not a hard working job." Mr. Zimmerman grumbled. "He works harder than bạn ever will...you will not plan to steal money from this man is that clear?" Mrs. Zimmerman crossed her arms. "What if i dont listen to you?" Mr. Zimmerman shot back. "Consider going and finding yourself another wife." Mrs. Zimmerman đã đưa ý kiến sternly before storming out of the room..........................
part 9 coming soon :)
Meanwhile back at michaels house.....
"Honey wheres evan?" Mrs. Zimmerman asked as she walked into the library. "Oh he's out taking a little walk around with michael." Mr. Zimmerman replied, only he seemed if he was up to something. "Honey are bạn planning something?" Mrs. Zimmerman asked. "Why do bạn ask that sweetheart?" Mr. Zimmerman grinned. "Maybe because bạn have that look in your eye....whats going on?" Mrs. Zimmerman crossed her arms. "Well...the plan is still in the works but...i should have it all thought out bởi the end of today." , "What plan are bạn talking about??" Mrs. Zimmerman questioned. "It's a plan to get money out of this so called wacko." Mr. Zimmerman stated. "Your going to steal money from a kind hearted man who helped us in our time of need!!!!" Mrs. Zimmerman shouted. "Well im sure as hell not going to live the high life for a fucking tháng then go back to living in a homeless sheleter! i refuse to go back to that...besides we need the money." , "You cold tim, trái tim son of a bitch!" Mrs. Zimmerman exclaimed as she walked up to him and slapped him. "You listen here and bạn listen good...you will not think of any type of way to try and steal money from this man, bạn can get off your lazy đít, mông, ass and try and go find another job and earn money like every other hard working individual on this planet." , "Okay for one i dont sit on my đít, mông, ass ok..im trying to find work and một giây this guy dont do shit but just preform to me thats not a hard working job." Mr. Zimmerman grumbled. "He works harder than bạn ever will...you will not plan to steal money from this man is that clear?" Mrs. Zimmerman crossed her arms. "What if i dont listen to you?" Mr. Zimmerman shot back. "Consider going and finding yourself another wife." Mrs. Zimmerman đã đưa ý kiến sternly before storming out of the room..........................
part 9 coming soon :)
like your charm, your face,
just everything.
But the thing I think of the most
is that smile of yours.
Everytime I see it,
my tim, trái tim skips a beat
and my thoughts get Mất tích in it.
Your smile gives me butterflys in my stomach.
Your smile makes thiên thần sing, a song that fills the streets.
Without that smile,
there is no joy in this world.
No one can replace it.
There is no mistake that when bạn smile,
that wonderful, beautiful smile,
the world turns into a better place.
To: My LOVE, Michael Joseph Jackson
By: Gracie
bạn know i think Michael really wanted to change the world. bạn can tell because of his songs like man in the mirror,heal the heal world,earth song,black hoặc white,and they don't care about us. and it is so sad that he pasted and when i looked at the video they don't care about us i really started to cry becuase is was so happy to see all the people that loved him and saw him. i mean he was and still the king of pop. i mean Michael had kids,family, and những người hâm mộ and Michael song bạn are not alone in so meaningful atfer his death. :( I tình yêu bạn MICHAEL!!!
There were no albums bigger than Thriller and Bad, and Jackson seemed to be just entering his prime as an artist.
In hindsight, considering the astonishing heights he hit in the 1980s, maybe there was nowhere to go but down. On hàng đầu, đầu trang of the world profeessionally, his persional affairs increasingly came under the microscope and seemed to gradually bleed the life and vibrancy out of the mercurial artist.
The new decade sarted off with Jackson in the studio, recording his new album, Dangerous. Jackson had recently signed a 15-years, six-record deal with sony, and if the singer was able to deliver sales numbers comparable to what he đã đăng in the 1980s, the deal was estimated to have an earing power of up to $1 billion.
Dangerous got off to a great start-it debuted at number one and quickly outpaced the sales of Bad.