little MJ

July 3, 1982

As soon as went outside I locked the door behind me. When I turned around I looked at Michael dressed "casual" in white pants, a black belt, black shirt, and a white tuxedo jacket. I almost fainted, he looked so good.
Michael~ Are bạn coming?
Khloeii~ Oh of Course
Michael~ Khloeii, bạn look really nice tonight. He đã đưa ý kiến while biting and licking his lips.
Khloeii~ Thanks, bạn don't look to bad yourself Mr. Dress Casual. I rolled my eyes jokingly.
Michael~ If bạn don't think this is casual then wait until bạn see me dressed up.
Khloeii~ So where are we going??
Michael~ We're going to a restaurant...

The days turn into weeks, and the weeks turn into months to nearly a năm as Michael is away in New York. Whenever he wasn’t rehearsing hoặc in a costume fitting, his mind always shifted back to cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly – wondering what she was doing, if she was alright hoặc happy. There were so many times he wanted to call and talk to her, but every time he would Diana would want to talk to him hoặc ask him for his help with the dance steps. When she did, everything else seemed to slip away as he reverted back to that ngôi sao struck eleven-year-old boy once again, pining over a woman whom he could never have –...

So my story began when i was 5/6 years old, i was watching the TV when the hiển thị got interrupted bởi a breaking news that đã đưa ý kiến "Famous Singer Michael Jackson Died at 50" i didn't think much of it and changed the channel.

Then my mom burst out of the room crying, i asked "what's the matter", she đã đưa ý kiến "Michael Jackson died"
I got curious then ask "Who's Michael Jackson?" she told me what an amazing person and fantastic human being he was, and i đã đưa ý kiến "How good are his musics, anyway?"
My mom then played my first MJ song, Black hoặc White, i immediately fell in tình yêu with him and started listening to his...