Essie read the note over and over again. She couldn't believe it. An unknown fan was coming to her concert. That day, she had nothing in mind but the note. Nightfall came. As she lay in bed, she still couldn't stop thinking about the note. Even as she closed her eyes, it was all that she could think of. That night, she kept twisting and turning. She kept thinking who was the anonymous fan. She kept thinking of a person who has a name that starts with a letter M. Suddenly, she stopped at the thought of her childhood idol Michael Jackson. "Could it be? Nah..." she thought to herself. "I'll just find out tomorrow at my concert" she zei as she closed her eyes and dozed off to sleep. The volgende morning, Essie was awaken door a bunch of cars parked at the porch of her hotel. Dozens of people were rushing inside the hotel including the paparazzi. The make-up artists came rushing in with a beautiful dress. She hurried to her room and closed the door. "Why are u hear?" asked Essie wiping her eyes. "Don't u remember? It's your concert today" the make-up artist said. "Yes I know but why are u here?" Essie zei with a yawn. "You will be doing your make-up here since the paparazzi almost crashed the salon studio" the make-up artist zei with her hands on her hips. "Fine" Essie said. "Go take a bath and I'll wait for u here" the make-up artist zei handing Essie a towel. Essie hurriedly went to the bathroom and took a bath. After her bath, the make-up artist handed her the dress she was going to wear. Essie needed some help putting on her dress and the make-up artist started running around to find the things she needed. After putting on her dress, Essie went in front of the mirror and the make-up artist fixed her face. "There you're done. We'll fix your hair backstage" the make-up artist said. "Sure" Essie zei opening the door but her make-up artist stopped her. "I'll call security first. The paparazzi is going to mob you". "Okay" Essie said. The security came and soon they were in the limo gasping for air. Suddenly, Essie remembered the note and she was eager to find who the anonymous fan was. They arrived backstage and Essie went to fix her hair. After she was done, she peeked from the curtain and saw her long-time friend Mark. "Oh my gosh. He must be my anonymous fan" Essie zei so excited. But she noticed that he was wearing security guard clothes. "Why's her wearing those? Well, never mind" Essie shrugged. The toon began as the spotlight began to struck Essie. She different tracks from her album. She made a revision of the King Of Pop's song "SHE'S OUT OF MY LIFE" and changed it to "HE'S OUT OF MY LIFE". So the lyrics go like this:
He's out of my life
He's out of my life
And I don't know whether to laugh of cry
I don't know whether to live of die
And it cuts like a knife
He's out of my life
It's out of my hands
It's out of my hands
To think for two years he was here
And I took him for granted I was so cavalier
Now the way that it stands
He's out of my hands
So I've learned that love's not possession
And I've learned that love won't wait
Now I've learned that love needs expression
But I learned too late...
He's Out Of My Life
HE's Out Of My Life
Damned Indecision And Cursed Pride
Kept My Love For Him Locked Deep Inside
And It Cuts Like A Knife
He's Out Of My (chokes up) Life...
But she never thought that her childhood idol Michael Jackson was there. Watching her with a big smile on his face. He was really the one that sent her the flowers. He was the anonymous fan. After the show, the fans gathered backstage to get an autograph of foto of Essie. After all of the commotion, Essie was exhausted but a person tapped her shoulder. "Yes?" Essie zei panting. "Hi kiddo" the person said. "Could it be?" Essie thought and turned around. She squealed with delight when she saw her best friend Mark standing in front of her. She wrapped her arms around her best friend as tears began to fill her eyes. When she let go, she talked to her best friend. "Thank u so much for the flowers" Essie zei with a big smile on her face. "Flowers? I didn't send u any flowers" Mark zei confused. "Oh sorry" Essie said. "It's okay. Maybe he can help you" Mark said. "He who?" Essie asked confused. "Him" Mark zei giving way for the man to make his way. Essie almost fainted when she saw her childhood idol Michael Jackson standing in front of her. "Oh my God!!!" Essie screamed. "Hi" Michael said. "Hello Mr. Jackson" Essie zei shivering. "You were fabulous" Michael said. "Thank u Mr. Jackson. I hope u like my rendition of your song" Essie said. "Like it? I love it! and just call me Michael" Michael said. "Thank u Mr... I mean Michael" Essie zei with a big smile. "I'd be happy to be working with u someday but first... why don't we grab some dinner?" Michael said. "S-sure Michael" Essie zei wanting to faint. "Great. My treat" Michael said. At that moment, Essie felt like a fan and not a personality. They both headed back to Essie's limo and went to dinner.
(To Be Continued...)
He's out of my life
He's out of my life
And I don't know whether to laugh of cry
I don't know whether to live of die
And it cuts like a knife
He's out of my life
It's out of my hands
It's out of my hands
To think for two years he was here
And I took him for granted I was so cavalier
Now the way that it stands
He's out of my hands
So I've learned that love's not possession
And I've learned that love won't wait
Now I've learned that love needs expression
But I learned too late...
He's Out Of My Life
HE's Out Of My Life
Damned Indecision And Cursed Pride
Kept My Love For Him Locked Deep Inside
And It Cuts Like A Knife
He's Out Of My (chokes up) Life...
But she never thought that her childhood idol Michael Jackson was there. Watching her with a big smile on his face. He was really the one that sent her the flowers. He was the anonymous fan. After the show, the fans gathered backstage to get an autograph of foto of Essie. After all of the commotion, Essie was exhausted but a person tapped her shoulder. "Yes?" Essie zei panting. "Hi kiddo" the person said. "Could it be?" Essie thought and turned around. She squealed with delight when she saw her best friend Mark standing in front of her. She wrapped her arms around her best friend as tears began to fill her eyes. When she let go, she talked to her best friend. "Thank u so much for the flowers" Essie zei with a big smile on her face. "Flowers? I didn't send u any flowers" Mark zei confused. "Oh sorry" Essie said. "It's okay. Maybe he can help you" Mark said. "He who?" Essie asked confused. "Him" Mark zei giving way for the man to make his way. Essie almost fainted when she saw her childhood idol Michael Jackson standing in front of her. "Oh my God!!!" Essie screamed. "Hi" Michael said. "Hello Mr. Jackson" Essie zei shivering. "You were fabulous" Michael said. "Thank u Mr. Jackson. I hope u like my rendition of your song" Essie said. "Like it? I love it! and just call me Michael" Michael said. "Thank u Mr... I mean Michael" Essie zei with a big smile. "I'd be happy to be working with u someday but first... why don't we grab some dinner?" Michael said. "S-sure Michael" Essie zei wanting to faint. "Great. My treat" Michael said. At that moment, Essie felt like a fan and not a personality. They both headed back to Essie's limo and went to dinner.
(To Be Continued...)
She dances to his needs
She dances ’til he feels just right
Until he falls asleep
She dances at the crack of dawn
And quickly cooks his food
She can’t be late, can’t take too long
The kids must get to school
[Chorus: (2x)]
She’s a slave to the rhythm
She’s a slave to the rhythm of
She’s a slave to the rhythm
She’s a slave to the rhythm of
The rhythm of love, the rhythm of love
She dances for the man at work
Who works her all the time
She dances so, and she says so
“I must be home pagina tonight”
She dances to the keuken-, keuken stove
avondeten, diner is served door nine
She says this food is the power
She must be out her mind…
She works so hard, just to make her way
For a man who just don’t appreciate
And don’t know it takes
And was all in vain
…
She danced the night
That they fell out
She swore she’d dance no more
But then she did, she did not quit
And she ran out the door
…
Michael and hes family live after all Michael Joseph Jackson live son 44444444444444 ever in our hearts and forever be in heaven heeeheeehee
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The volgende dag Michael zei " Hannah sweetheart wake up" Hannah didnt wake up Michael zei " Hannah wake up" Michael zei " baby Isabella wake up" Isabella zei " yes what happen?" Michael zei " Hannah isn't waking up" Isabella zei " baby take Hannah take her to hospital" Hannah zei " daddy daddy" Michael OMG Hannah what happen?" Hannah zei " i had a bad dream daddy" Michael zei " what happen in the dream" Hannah zei " Daddy i saw monsters trynna to get me" Michael zei " it be ok Hannah me and Isabella are here ok u don't have to worry about ok Hannah" Hannah zei " ok Daddy" so the rest of the dag was fun family time together it was nice and sweet then Hannah was fast sleep and Michael zei " so baby what do u want do tonight u want watch a movie" Isabella zei " idk " Michael zei " ok i am go sleep " Isabella zei " alright baby " kiss goodnight . to be contuine
after chatting, they have avondeten, diner and talk about how things after she moved to LA, after that, they have a super soaker fight.
and when all of the people in the house are allready go out from the house,
suddenly michael jackson see a letter inside joshephine's bag, and he start to readingit. then he surprised that inside the letter that said:
" dear joshephine, i know that your mom and dad is on the way to indonesia, but is hard to tell me that both of your parents didn't make it, they bought die in a plane crash. that make all of the crue and passenger died, so as hard that i have to tell u that, i have to send u to los angeles with your aunt, to start all over with a brand new life.
hope u understand me, that i am very sorry about your lost.
dr.maria"
michael is so surprised because of that, and knowing josephine is an orphan now.
and when all of the people in the house are allready go out from the house,
suddenly michael jackson see a letter inside joshephine's bag, and he start to readingit. then he surprised that inside the letter that said:
" dear joshephine, i know that your mom and dad is on the way to indonesia, but is hard to tell me that both of your parents didn't make it, they bought die in a plane crash. that make all of the crue and passenger died, so as hard that i have to tell u that, i have to send u to los angeles with your aunt, to start all over with a brand new life.
hope u understand me, that i am very sorry about your lost.
dr.maria"
michael is so surprised because of that, and knowing josephine is an orphan now.
one day, there's a girl name josephine, who just moved to LA with her aunt. after moving in, she goes to an acting school. the same school with michael jackson kids.
and at the first dag at school, it seems like 4ever 4 her.after school, she goes home pagina to her house that only 4 bloks away from neverland.
and at the volgende day, she goes to the same class with paris. then, paris and her group is planning to prank josephine.
she planned that at p.e, when it's dogeball time, they all gonna beat joshephine. then, that all happen with only a spleet, split of minute.
because of that, josephine have to go to th nurse room.
but the volgende day, is the worst dag for paris. paris almost always fail her math. but, as the teacher see that josephine is really really good at math, the math teacher told josephine to tutor paris.
for joshephine, it's really ok. but 4 paris, it was the worst dag and the worst felling ever...
and at the first dag at school, it seems like 4ever 4 her.after school, she goes home pagina to her house that only 4 bloks away from neverland.
and at the volgende day, she goes to the same class with paris. then, paris and her group is planning to prank josephine.
she planned that at p.e, when it's dogeball time, they all gonna beat joshephine. then, that all happen with only a spleet, split of minute.
because of that, josephine have to go to th nurse room.
but the volgende day, is the worst dag for paris. paris almost always fail her math. but, as the teacher see that josephine is really really good at math, the math teacher told josephine to tutor paris.
for joshephine, it's really ok. but 4 paris, it was the worst dag and the worst felling ever...
Don't try to fight it. You know that you want me, girl
Michael my heart,
last night I dream of you,
u were embracing me from my back.
I heard your heartbeat and it beats so fast,
like our promise that our love will never end.
We had so much fun together,
that I wished to go on forever.
Talks and laugh ,kissing and cuddling,
like no other people existing.
Holding each others hands while we walked,
all your attention was just for us.
I can't think of anything when u talked,
but I love u meer and more, u see.
We stopped walking and u looked at me sweetly,
then u leaned over and kissed me.
My hart-, hart popped out and I saw butterflies,
u zei u love me truly. oh sorry and then, I awake up and my dream was to end.
It was still a memory to reminisce, your kiss was so tender and sweet.
Love and miss u !! ♥
last night I dream of you,
u were embracing me from my back.
I heard your heartbeat and it beats so fast,
like our promise that our love will never end.
We had so much fun together,
that I wished to go on forever.
Talks and laugh ,kissing and cuddling,
like no other people existing.
Holding each others hands while we walked,
all your attention was just for us.
I can't think of anything when u talked,
but I love u meer and more, u see.
We stopped walking and u looked at me sweetly,
then u leaned over and kissed me.
My hart-, hart popped out and I saw butterflies,
u zei u love me truly. oh sorry and then, I awake up and my dream was to end.
It was still a memory to reminisce, your kiss was so tender and sweet.
Love and miss u !! ♥
Ryan White, symbol of justice
of child of innocence, messenger of love
Where are u now, where have u gone?
Ryan White, I miss your sunny days
We carelessly frolicked in extended plays
I miss you, Ryan White
I miss your smile, innocent and bright
I miss your glory, I miss your light
Ryan White, symbol of contradiction
Child of Irony, of child of fiction?
I think of your shattered life
Of your struggle, of your strife
While ladies dance in the moonlit night
Champage parties on charted cruises
I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight
I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises
Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain
Of ignorant fear gone insane
In a hysterical society
With free-floating anxiety
And feigned piety
I miss you, Ryan White
u showed us how to stand and fight
In the rain u were the cloudburst joy
The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy
In the depths of your anguished sorrow
Was the dream of another tomorrow
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of child of innocence, messenger of love
Where are u now, where have u gone?
Ryan White, I miss your sunny days
We carelessly frolicked in extended plays
I miss you, Ryan White
I miss your smile, innocent and bright
I miss your glory, I miss your light
Ryan White, symbol of contradiction
Child of Irony, of child of fiction?
I think of your shattered life
Of your struggle, of your strife
While ladies dance in the moonlit night
Champage parties on charted cruises
I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight
I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises
Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain
Of ignorant fear gone insane
In a hysterical society
With free-floating anxiety
And feigned piety
I miss you, Ryan White
u showed us how to stand and fight
In the rain u were the cloudburst joy
The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy
In the depths of your anguished sorrow
Was the dream of another tomorrow
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People ask me how I make music. I tell them I
just step into it.It's like stepping into a river and
joining the flow. Every moment in the river has
it's song. So I stay in the moment and listen.
What I hear is never the same. A walk
through the woods brings a light, crackling
song:Leaves rustle in the wind, birds chatter and
Squirrels scold, twigs crunch underfoot, and
the beat of my hart-, hart holds it all together. When
u kom bij the flow, the muziek is inside and outside,
and both are the same. As long as I can listen to
the moment, I'll always have music.
just step into it.It's like stepping into a river and
joining the flow. Every moment in the river has
it's song. So I stay in the moment and listen.
What I hear is never the same. A walk
through the woods brings a light, crackling
song:Leaves rustle in the wind, birds chatter and
Squirrels scold, twigs crunch underfoot, and
the beat of my hart-, hart holds it all together. When
u kom bij the flow, the muziek is inside and outside,
and both are the same. As long as I can listen to
the moment, I'll always have music.
