(MJ)-Well Mccala....Ummmm....Well....Uhhhhh
(Me)-Oh Michael what are te trying to say? Will te please just tell me already?
(MJ)-Sorry about that...I know it's hard to belive 'cause I'm an entertainer and all but I am very shy.
(Me)-Ok,But te still didn't tell me what te were trying to say.
(MJ)-Oh! I completely forgot...*Rubs back of head* Mccala will te go out with me?
(Me)-Omg....Ummm...*speechless*
(MJ)-So thats a no?
(Me)-No! It's a yes! Sorry! I'm shy too! *talks loud and with a nervous tone.*
(MJ)-Oh Ok *laughs* Well what time?
(Me)-Oh umm...Anytime is fine!
(MJ)-8:00 tonight?
(Me)-That will be fine.
(MJ)-Ok can't wait until then hun,I'll pick te up then.*Winks*
(Me)-I can't either...*blush*
*It's time for me to get ready*
(Me)-Omg I can't find anything I want to wear!! I hate this...This is an extremely special occasion and I have nothing special to wear!! *Looks harder* Huh! Finally something descent! It's my bright red dress with sparkles and rosa roses...*Puts on make up* Oh ok time to look for my shoes...*Looks in closet and finds a pair of matching red high heels* These are perfect!! *Smiles* I'm so excited! This is the best giorno of my life!! *smiles* Time to do my hair!! *Takes a while desiding what to do with hair* Ok! I got it! *Fixes hair* Ok! I'm ready! Can't wait to see him when he gets here! *walks in living room and waits* I wonder where he is...He should be getting here soon. I can't wait to see what he's wearing... *hears door bell* Yes finally! That must be him! *opens door* Oh I thought te would be Michael....(It was my friend Casey) So what are te doing here Casey?
(Casey)-I hate to tell te this but...*gets cut off da me*
(Me)-Whats wrong???
(Casey)-Well Mccala...I'm sorry but Michael is in the hospital..
(Me)-What!? No! He...He can't...I mean is he ok?? Please tell me!!
(Casey)-I don't know...He's in the hospital...
(Me)-*cries* No! No!
(Casey)-Mccala I'm sure it's going to be fine...
(Me)-Sure???!! He could die!! *cries more*
(Casey)-Mccala...Just calm down and I'll take te to the hospital in my car. Ok? Now go wipe your tears and calm down for a minuto then we'll go.
(Me)-ok *wipes tear away*
(Casey)-Good.*after I am calmed down*
Ok Mccala are te ready to go?
(Me)-Yes...
(Casey)-Ok...Come on.
(Me)-Ok..*gets in the car with her.. *She starts up the car* *The radio was on...The song The way te make me feel was playing*...*Casey quickley changes the song*
(Casey) I don't think te need to listen to that song right now...
(Me)-Yeah...You're right...
*We arrive*
(Casey)-Ok we're here...Now whatever te do try not to cry...I know what you're feeling but thats the last thing te need to do right now..
(Me)-I understand...
(Casey)-Ok good. Are te ready to go in o do te need a minute?
(Me)-No I'm ready to go in..
(Casey)-Ok,Lets go then...
*we walk in to the front*
(Casey)-I'll talk to her ok?
(Me)-Sure...
(Casey)-*Walks to the front and starts talking to the lady* Hello Ma'am,We need to see Michael Jackson.
(Lady)-He's a superstar. I can't just let anyone see him.
(Casey)-Ma'am,Mccala is his new Girlfriend,I'm sure he would want to see her.
(Lady)-Let me ask his mother if she knows te then..
(Casey)-Sure..fine.
(Lady)-*goes and asks her* *walks back* Well ok then..I'l mostra te where he is.
(Me)-Ok
(Casey)-Ok
*We walk in his room*
(Me)-*cover face with hands*
(Casey)-Are te ok Mccala?
(Me)-I'm fine.
(Casey)-Ok then.
(Me)-I look at him...*He is just lying there...He's a sleep and is hurt...*
*Starts crying*
(casey)-Mccala stop!
(Me)-*Continues to cry*
*Michael starts to wake up*...___TO BE CONTINUED
(Me)-Oh Michael what are te trying to say? Will te please just tell me already?
(MJ)-Sorry about that...I know it's hard to belive 'cause I'm an entertainer and all but I am very shy.
(Me)-Ok,But te still didn't tell me what te were trying to say.
(MJ)-Oh! I completely forgot...*Rubs back of head* Mccala will te go out with me?
(Me)-Omg....Ummm...*speechless*
(MJ)-So thats a no?
(Me)-No! It's a yes! Sorry! I'm shy too! *talks loud and with a nervous tone.*
(MJ)-Oh Ok *laughs* Well what time?
(Me)-Oh umm...Anytime is fine!
(MJ)-8:00 tonight?
(Me)-That will be fine.
(MJ)-Ok can't wait until then hun,I'll pick te up then.*Winks*
(Me)-I can't either...*blush*
*It's time for me to get ready*
(Me)-Omg I can't find anything I want to wear!! I hate this...This is an extremely special occasion and I have nothing special to wear!! *Looks harder* Huh! Finally something descent! It's my bright red dress with sparkles and rosa roses...*Puts on make up* Oh ok time to look for my shoes...*Looks in closet and finds a pair of matching red high heels* These are perfect!! *Smiles* I'm so excited! This is the best giorno of my life!! *smiles* Time to do my hair!! *Takes a while desiding what to do with hair* Ok! I got it! *Fixes hair* Ok! I'm ready! Can't wait to see him when he gets here! *walks in living room and waits* I wonder where he is...He should be getting here soon. I can't wait to see what he's wearing... *hears door bell* Yes finally! That must be him! *opens door* Oh I thought te would be Michael....(It was my friend Casey) So what are te doing here Casey?
(Casey)-I hate to tell te this but...*gets cut off da me*
(Me)-Whats wrong???
(Casey)-Well Mccala...I'm sorry but Michael is in the hospital..
(Me)-What!? No! He...He can't...I mean is he ok?? Please tell me!!
(Casey)-I don't know...He's in the hospital...
(Me)-*cries* No! No!
(Casey)-Mccala I'm sure it's going to be fine...
(Me)-Sure???!! He could die!! *cries more*
(Casey)-Mccala...Just calm down and I'll take te to the hospital in my car. Ok? Now go wipe your tears and calm down for a minuto then we'll go.
(Me)-ok *wipes tear away*
(Casey)-Good.*after I am calmed down*
Ok Mccala are te ready to go?
(Me)-Yes...
(Casey)-Ok...Come on.
(Me)-Ok..*gets in the car with her.. *She starts up the car* *The radio was on...The song The way te make me feel was playing*...*Casey quickley changes the song*
(Casey) I don't think te need to listen to that song right now...
(Me)-Yeah...You're right...
*We arrive*
(Casey)-Ok we're here...Now whatever te do try not to cry...I know what you're feeling but thats the last thing te need to do right now..
(Me)-I understand...
(Casey)-Ok good. Are te ready to go in o do te need a minute?
(Me)-No I'm ready to go in..
(Casey)-Ok,Lets go then...
*we walk in to the front*
(Casey)-I'll talk to her ok?
(Me)-Sure...
(Casey)-*Walks to the front and starts talking to the lady* Hello Ma'am,We need to see Michael Jackson.
(Lady)-He's a superstar. I can't just let anyone see him.
(Casey)-Ma'am,Mccala is his new Girlfriend,I'm sure he would want to see her.
(Lady)-Let me ask his mother if she knows te then..
(Casey)-Sure..fine.
(Lady)-*goes and asks her* *walks back* Well ok then..I'l mostra te where he is.
(Me)-Ok
(Casey)-Ok
*We walk in his room*
(Me)-*cover face with hands*
(Casey)-Are te ok Mccala?
(Me)-I'm fine.
(Casey)-Ok then.
(Me)-I look at him...*He is just lying there...He's a sleep and is hurt...*
*Starts crying*
(casey)-Mccala stop!
(Me)-*Continues to cry*
*Michael starts to wake up*...___TO BE CONTINUED
“There’s too much pressure, pressure, pressure … pressure everywhere I turn …” a diary entry dated Nov. 17, 2008 is alleged to say in part.
“I don’t know who I am, not anmore (sp). Maybe I’m just a father to my children. Maybe I’m washed up.
“The drugs are (illegible) a toll … (illegible) … I’m not addict. But I can’t stop …
“If Elvis … (illegible) … so can I.
“I’ll have a ‘heart attack’ from drugs like he did (yeah, right!)
“I’ll come back, but only when I’m ready. Bigger than Elvis in ‘69.
“Maybe 2009 at Christmas. o maybe the New anno is better.
“A back-from-dead tour, a real Thriller. But I have to rest. I’m tired. I’m not (thinking) clearly.
“It’s the drugs.
“A lot of fan still Amore me. (Some) people hate me. Thing (sp) will be different (after this) …”
“I don’t know who I am, not anmore (sp). Maybe I’m just a father to my children. Maybe I’m washed up.
“The drugs are (illegible) a toll … (illegible) … I’m not addict. But I can’t stop …
“If Elvis … (illegible) … so can I.
“I’ll have a ‘heart attack’ from drugs like he did (yeah, right!)
“I’ll come back, but only when I’m ready. Bigger than Elvis in ‘69.
“Maybe 2009 at Christmas. o maybe the New anno is better.
“A back-from-dead tour, a real Thriller. But I have to rest. I’m tired. I’m not (thinking) clearly.
“It’s the drugs.
“A lot of fan still Amore me. (Some) people hate me. Thing (sp) will be different (after this) …”
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