Michael and Quincy sat in the room, listening to the tapes that were recorded just a few hours ago. It was unclear what Quincy thought, but Michael felt the grown up and disco feel it had. " This is gonna sell." He mumbled excitedly. Quincy nodded in agreement before standing up. " ciao Mike, I gotta go, my wife Peggy is waiting for me. And so is her gamberetto, gamberetti gumbo. See ya later Funky." He left.
Now I was alone, with nobody to be found. So, I packed up everything and left. Mother was probably get worried, so I called my driver to get me home, since my car was in the negozio getting repainted.
Now I was alone, with nobody to be found. So, I packed up everything and left. Mother was probably get worried, so I called my driver to get me home, since my car was in the negozio getting repainted.
All Michael really wanted as an adult was to be a kid.To run round until your parents called te in,to ride your bike round town to just be a normal kid.Joe Jackson didn't give a damn about Michael.All he wanted was più money. Michael's older brothers Jermain and Jackie often bought girls back to the hotels they stayed at.We all know what happened after that.Then when michael became an adult,Those stupid tabloids detto a load of crap about him.He was just trying to be the kid he never could be.Now hes dead. Martin bashisheadintoawall as i call him detto some awful stuff to.We all miss te michael. i hope youv'e found your childhood.
Michael's P.O.V
When our private jet arrived in California, I was più than overjoyed. I could see my mother, sisters and Randy again and we could be together for the moment before Joseph made another gig. Honestly, this is much better than when we had to do those " chitlin circuits " we did in the mid 60s. Then, I was far away from those I enjoy most, I already see my brothers everyday.
Hayvenhurst seemed to glow più than usual, and I couldn't be più than excited to see them. I could rest with no interruptions and embrace my mother with all my might. I just hope that one giorno everything will stop at a pulsing halt; maybe have our family be together, not da default.
* Running out of ideas but I'll keep hanging on and let my creative juices flow! *
When our private jet arrived in California, I was più than overjoyed. I could see my mother, sisters and Randy again and we could be together for the moment before Joseph made another gig. Honestly, this is much better than when we had to do those " chitlin circuits " we did in the mid 60s. Then, I was far away from those I enjoy most, I already see my brothers everyday.
Hayvenhurst seemed to glow più than usual, and I couldn't be più than excited to see them. I could rest with no interruptions and embrace my mother with all my might. I just hope that one giorno everything will stop at a pulsing halt; maybe have our family be together, not da default.
* Running out of ideas but I'll keep hanging on and let my creative juices flow! *