Here is my old creative Scrivere work. This is about a girl who goes on an adventure with Michael Jackson and her two old friends
Here I am, walking home from another boring giorno of school. I quickly ran home to get to uncle's house. When I got there, of course, my rich yet neglectful uncle would be sleeping on the white plush divano in the living room and all four of my cousins would be playing in the backyard.
My bedroom was the attic, which my uncle and cousins would have their nice and big bedrooms, while I got stuck with the tiny, somewhat dusty attic. When I got there, I placed my black messenger bag da the nightstand and lay down on the bed. I turn to my left and pick up a oro picture frame with a picture of my late parents smiling, like nothing's happing. I sadly said,
"Mom, dad, why'd te go?"
I look up at the ceiling and looked at my dozen Michael Jackson posters, all from different eras, that I hung up to ignore the bland beige color that was painted.
"You understand me, don't you?" I start to smile at them and I start to feel a little sleepy and let out a big yawn.
"I could use a nap." I dreamily started to close her eyes and fall asleep.
"Hello, are te okay?" I start to hear a smooth yet calming voice. As I open my eyes, my vision was feeling a bit hazel, I see a handsome guy with black curly hair, light brown skin and in a red sweater, black pants, white socks, and black loafers. As my vision started to get cleared, I open my eyes and say,
"Michael Jackson?!" My brown eyes pop.
That was part 1. Please leave a commento telling me if te liked it
Here I am, walking home from another boring giorno of school. I quickly ran home to get to uncle's house. When I got there, of course, my rich yet neglectful uncle would be sleeping on the white plush divano in the living room and all four of my cousins would be playing in the backyard.
My bedroom was the attic, which my uncle and cousins would have their nice and big bedrooms, while I got stuck with the tiny, somewhat dusty attic. When I got there, I placed my black messenger bag da the nightstand and lay down on the bed. I turn to my left and pick up a oro picture frame with a picture of my late parents smiling, like nothing's happing. I sadly said,
"Mom, dad, why'd te go?"
I look up at the ceiling and looked at my dozen Michael Jackson posters, all from different eras, that I hung up to ignore the bland beige color that was painted.
"You understand me, don't you?" I start to smile at them and I start to feel a little sleepy and let out a big yawn.
"I could use a nap." I dreamily started to close her eyes and fall asleep.
"Hello, are te okay?" I start to hear a smooth yet calming voice. As I open my eyes, my vision was feeling a bit hazel, I see a handsome guy with black curly hair, light brown skin and in a red sweater, black pants, white socks, and black loafers. As my vision started to get cleared, I open my eyes and say,
"Michael Jackson?!" My brown eyes pop.
That was part 1. Please leave a commento telling me if te liked it
te know i think Michael really wanted to change the world. te can tell because of his songs like man in the mirror,heal the heal world,earth song,black o 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 fan and Michael song te are not alone in so meaningful atfer his death. :( I Amore te MICHAEL!!!
basso note, treble, stereo control, how low te go
Just enough to make your juices flow
Press play, don't stop, rotate, too hot
te feel I'm real
I'm everything te need, so tell me what's the deal
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what te say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what te say don't overload
3D, high speed, feedback, Dolby
Release two o three, when I reach I can go 'till I hit my peak
Compact steelo, chico, D-Lo, highpost lady
Shorty really wanna be there for me
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what te say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Just enough to make your juices flow
Press play, don't stop, rotate, too hot
te feel I'm real
I'm everything te need, so tell me what's the deal
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what te say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what te say don't overload
3D, high speed, feedback, Dolby
Release two o three, when I reach I can go 'till I hit my peak
Compact steelo, chico, D-Lo, highpost lady
Shorty really wanna be there for me
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what te say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
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 superiore, in alto 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 postato 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.
There comes a time when we heed a certain call
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
And it's time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all
We can't go on pretending giorno da day
That someone, somewhere will soon make a change
We are all a part of God's great big family
And the truth, te know,
Amore is all we need
We are the world, we are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day
Just te and me
Send them your cuore so they'll know that someone cares
And their lives will be stronger and free
As God has shown us da turning stones to bread
So we all must lend a helping hand
When you're down and out, there seems no hope at all
But if te just believe there's no way we can fall
Let us realize that a change can only come
When we stand together as one
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
And it's time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all
We can't go on pretending giorno da day
That someone, somewhere will soon make a change
We are all a part of God's great big family
And the truth, te know,
Amore is all we need
We are the world, we are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day
Just te and me
Send them your cuore so they'll know that someone cares
And their lives will be stronger and free
As God has shown us da turning stones to bread
So we all must lend a helping hand
When you're down and out, there seems no hope at all
But if te just believe there's no way we can fall
Let us realize that a change can only come
When we stand together as one