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I squeezed through my now opened bedroom window and slide off the plastic white water tank and onto the dirt. I bolted then right to the gate that I climbed over at the speed of light. My feet crushed a pile of dead leaves that lay in a pile before the concrete.I run across the dirt road. I hear the sound of crushing gravel and see a dust đám mây behind me that looks like a persons breath during a cold day. I hear the sound of foot beats behind me and speed up and so does my heart. I’m gasping for breath but I am still running for the mountains that start to come into view. The slight breeze blows my hair into my face while most of the strands I can shake off theres one that hooks onto my nose and just won’t get off. The noise of chó barking and ngựa and donkey’s snorting is coming at me from all sides as I speed past a đường phố, street that I’ve known since I was 5 years old. I then notice that I was in such a hurry to get out of the house that I forgot to put socks on. I could stop and take socks from my bag but I can still hear the figure behind me still hot on my trail. I feel the pain that my converse’s are causing me but keep going. I have a cold so when ever I sniff a squecky noise comes from my nose. I look back ever so often and look at what I’m leaving behind but keep going. The mui xe of my hoodie is thumping against my back. Just then my legs give out and I fall to the ground and clutch my knee and the dark figure stands over me and smiles. Oh dear god of all the times I prayed for them to appear it had to be now.



They come into the light that’s beaming down from the đường phố, street lights overhead. I scan them over hoping to not reveal any tình yêu toward either one. The one standing closest to me has golden brown hair that shines in the light and though I can’t see them his dark hazel eyes stare down at me. “ Of all the times to be a clutz right.” “ Yea I guess but I’d rather like to know why bạn guys are here.” “ Isn’t it obvious” says the one with the long dark brown hair and daring dark brown eyes. “ bạn tell us your running away without and explination damn it Riley what do think your doing.” “ I don’t know I just know I’m doing it” I say glaring at him. He lets his tounge poke his cheek his brains giving him a struggle of emotions that he doesn’t even noticed I’m already standing up. I start walking down the highway and the two boys follow. I shake my head and say in my mind “ Oh god why’d bạn bless me with two boys. I tình yêu them both but their both Jehova nothing against people of other religons just I feel sad that they don’t have giáng sinh hoặc any holidays. Connor’s mom died when he was about 5 and Prince has never really known his mom and his dad died when he was 12 so its stupid that they have to leave a family that really needs them. Prince has a younger sister named Paris who’s 14 my age and a little brother named Blanket who is 10 who I adore. I’m leaving behind my mom who I tình yêu with all my tim, trái tim and my father who has been great. I’m leaving behind a little sister that I’ve never been real fond of and a brother who’s never around. Connor’s leaving behind 8 brothers and sisters and a dad that has been his savior. I can’t really object to them coming knowing Prince is too kind to leave me alone and Connor is too stubborn to take no for an answer.
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Could Michael Jackson's older son have the same rare skin condition that the King of Pop steadfastly maintained he had?

White patches of skin under Prince Michael's arm were noticeably visible when he wore swim trunks on a gần đây Hawaiian vacation, prompting speculation that the skin-bleaching disorder vitiligo could be the cause.

Michael Jackson đã đưa ý kiến the condition was to blame for the gradual but steady lightening of his own skin and with his 13-year-old son displaying similar symptoms, skeptics who câu hỏi the paternity of Jackson’s children may finally be convinced that the singer really...
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The tiếp theo part of The Voice I hear inside my head will take place a week from the last part because it makes thêm sense. It took a long time even though I didn't leave town because I had a stupid softball game. But, I have spent a huge amount of time puking at the sight of Jaafar's face. So, the story is going to change and probably end in about a week hoặc two. It really just depends pn how weak my stomach is. Every time I type his name I get sick to my stomach. It's not that I don't like him anymore, it's just that his face nauseates me. So nghề viết văn this story would be bad for my health. But I've decided to write another one to replace this one. The other one will be better becasue honestly The Voice I Hear Inside My Head was a pile of hot steaming con voi sh*t:p So I am so looking phía trước, chuyển tiếp to ending this story. The only reason I'm going to actually finish it is for the 3 people that liked it:)