It was another dag without Michael. Wait until it's a year. My phone rung "Hello. This is depression you're calling. What u want?" I groaned "Hey , single lady. It's Danny." He answered. I quickly hung up the phone. It rung again "What do u want from me?" I moaned "I got something for u , babe." He zei as I quickly woke up "First. I'm not your babe. Secondly. What did u get?" I asked as he chuckled "I'm coming over today." He whispered as I looked at the phone like: The fuck. I hung up and stayed in bed drinking a glass of Whiskey as the door opened "Danny , what have u brought for me?" I asked as Danny smiled at me "A job!" He zei enthusiastic about it "Why? We're not together." I asked as he looked at me with those poisonous eyes of his "You've always wanted to be a journalist. So , I got u a job at New York Times newspaper as a journalist. Isn't that great?" Danny zei as my face lit up with a smile. I've always wanted to be a journalist. I quickly got up to take a shower. I kissed Danny on the cheek "Thank You." I whispered. During my douche , Danny was at the door "I'm in here." I zei but he barged in there anyway "You know I miss u so much." Danny whispered as I put on a towel and stepped out of the shower. I walked past him "That's nice to know." I sarcastically commentaar gegeven "You don't feel the same way?" He worried. I closedtthe door while he rambled on and on about how it used to be when we were together "Danny , I broke up with u because I thought u were to snooty and selfish. I'm not sorry for that. Now I have a man who is ten times better than you. In size and personality." I explained. I took Michael's truck keys and drove to the building. I walked in and saw a man waiting , I shook his hand "You must be The Great Nesha Reed. Danny's zei a whole lot about you." He zei as I blushed. We walked in the building and it was the busiest place I've seen. People and printers working to the death. Writing stories and filing them out.
"Wow" I whispered in amazement "We're very busy. Writing stories is a complex art." He said.
We walked into his office "Please. Sit. My name's Harold." He introduced himself as I sat down. He asked me a few vragen and also started flirting with me "You're an amazingly beautiful woman. Do u have a man?" Harold asked , his foot rubbing the tip of my shoes. I slid it away swiftly "Yes. I do but he's somewhere else." I zei while he bit his bottom lip , checking me out , I got up quickly "Can u tell if I got the job of not?" I asked as he looked through my record "Yep. It looks like you've got the job. Congratulations. u start tomorrow." He zei , shaking my hand. I walked out of the building and into the truck. I stopped door a Greek restaurant to get a gyro and fries. I sat down volgende to the window. Looking out of the window and I kid u not , everybody were all lovey dovey. Guys kissing their girlfriends and couples walking hand in hand of either buying gifts for each other. I started feeling gloomy as a tear ran down my face "Sorrowful , isn't it. Makes u feel like you're the loneliest person in the galaxy." A voice zei as I turned around to see it was a sexy boy in front "Yeah , it does something to your heart." I sniffled "Is this zitplaats, stoel taken?" He asked as I nodded "No. No , sit." I zei as he sat across from me. I could tell he was Arab because of his accent which was kind of attractive "Are u in a relationship?" He asked as I chuckled "You sound just like my boss. Um...yes but he's somewhere else." I zei as he introduced himself "I'm sorry I didn't tell u my name. I'm Asad. u are?" He asked me as I stared at him like it was a dream. He was like Michael. Polite and Handsome. I came back to reality "Nesha." I replied.
Asad and I walked with each other down the street. I loved his accent and his face. He had a five o'clock shadow and the lightest eyes. They were grey. Our conversation was so long , we lost track of time. Just like me and Michael used to. I was falling in love with.....No! I can't be falling in love with him. I was already in love with Michael.
.........But then again.
"Wow" I whispered in amazement "We're very busy. Writing stories is a complex art." He said.
We walked into his office "Please. Sit. My name's Harold." He introduced himself as I sat down. He asked me a few vragen and also started flirting with me "You're an amazingly beautiful woman. Do u have a man?" Harold asked , his foot rubbing the tip of my shoes. I slid it away swiftly "Yes. I do but he's somewhere else." I zei while he bit his bottom lip , checking me out , I got up quickly "Can u tell if I got the job of not?" I asked as he looked through my record "Yep. It looks like you've got the job. Congratulations. u start tomorrow." He zei , shaking my hand. I walked out of the building and into the truck. I stopped door a Greek restaurant to get a gyro and fries. I sat down volgende to the window. Looking out of the window and I kid u not , everybody were all lovey dovey. Guys kissing their girlfriends and couples walking hand in hand of either buying gifts for each other. I started feeling gloomy as a tear ran down my face "Sorrowful , isn't it. Makes u feel like you're the loneliest person in the galaxy." A voice zei as I turned around to see it was a sexy boy in front "Yeah , it does something to your heart." I sniffled "Is this zitplaats, stoel taken?" He asked as I nodded "No. No , sit." I zei as he sat across from me. I could tell he was Arab because of his accent which was kind of attractive "Are u in a relationship?" He asked as I chuckled "You sound just like my boss. Um...yes but he's somewhere else." I zei as he introduced himself "I'm sorry I didn't tell u my name. I'm Asad. u are?" He asked me as I stared at him like it was a dream. He was like Michael. Polite and Handsome. I came back to reality "Nesha." I replied.
Asad and I walked with each other down the street. I loved his accent and his face. He had a five o'clock shadow and the lightest eyes. They were grey. Our conversation was so long , we lost track of time. Just like me and Michael used to. I was falling in love with.....No! I can't be falling in love with him. I was already in love with Michael.
.........But then again.
The Man who made HIStory
He was once a small-time boy
with big musical promise and big voice
got him to be one of the biggest entertainers ever.
He has the hart-, hart the size of Russia,
the muziek gift of Apollo,
the wisdom of an African elephant,
and the grace and beauty of a swan.
He stunned the world with his timeless, classic works of art.
He fought through his darkest times,
from the difficult times that he had as a child
to the false accusations he was innocent.
Despite that, he remained tough
He was only child-like, not childish.
He shocked the world when he left us and this earth
He may be gone, but we will never forget you.
He was once a small-time boy
with big musical promise and big voice
got him to be one of the biggest entertainers ever.
He has the hart-, hart the size of Russia,
the muziek gift of Apollo,
the wisdom of an African elephant,
and the grace and beauty of a swan.
He stunned the world with his timeless, classic works of art.
He fought through his darkest times,
from the difficult times that he had as a child
to the false accusations he was innocent.
Despite that, he remained tough
He was only child-like, not childish.
He shocked the world when he left us and this earth
He may be gone, but we will never forget you.
i argee with u a 100 percent its not about how much stuff u own that's about michael of how many boeken u have about michael its about L-O-V-E that u have for michael and the respect that u have for him yes i have been a fan of michael for 3 years now almost 4 years i read alot of boeken about him only the true ones and i have cd's that i own that i listen to alot i listen and read his boeken and listen to his muziek is because its really good and i enjoy them although my family isnt a fan of him doesnt matter to me i love michael as a person not a enterainer like u zei if michael was still here it would be so awesome if i had a full conversation with him about nothing but random things and just have fun
many people questioned michael on how could children be veilig at his 27,000 acre ranch for instinces martin bashir he came into michael's life as a trustworthy person somebody that michael could share some of his personal life with but as the interview went on martin was making some side commentaren behind michael's back saying how could children be veilig in this 27,000 anger ranch and that he was scared for there safety as time went on michael watched the interview when it aired on tv after viewing it he was left devastaed and angry at such horrible remarks from somebody he trusted and spoken to after the horrible nightmare came to an end michael again had nobody to trust completly many interviews that michael has gegeven they tried to break him down door trying to bring up the past about the allegastions againt gavin and jordie they thought that they reached a breaking point in him a point to were they thought that they won too be continued