30th Anniversary

if u were here i would let u come visit me at house and toon u my room if u were here i would toon u my collection of cd's posters and boeken if u were here i would tell u my secrets if u were here i would listen to what u have to say if u were here i would look into your eyes and tell u i love u over and over till my eyes get teary i would hug u till i cant hold on no meer if u were here i would listen to your inner thoughts and ideas if u were here i would just enjoy your company and not want the fun to end if u were here i wouldnt want to see u sad if you...

Michael is,and will always be the # 1 Superstar.His contribution to the muziek Industry,his Humanitarian work: feeding,comforting,and making children happy,and bringing all SORTS of People together to LOVE one another will never be forgotten.No matter what the haters,and critics have said,and written in their newspapers.It was bad enough that they dog him while he leaved on this Earth,but now that he had passed on.Man,words cannot describe what I personally feel about the negative words written,and said.So,I respond to their aantal keer bekeken door saying:"To all u haterscritics,and know nothing-fault-finders,YOU...

as michael starts to look at himself in the mirror listening to all the voices saying u have a big nose and remember how his cousin's would pretend they are poping his pimples michael realizes that one dag he's going to toon them who's boss and not going to take nothing from nobody anymore just one dag all of it will change after michael starts to put himself together janet walks into the room and askes is everything ok michael starts to tell his little sister that he doesnt like they way he looks in the face and one dag he's going to toon joseph who's boss michael askes janet does he look...

as michael is standing in the door way of his dressing room looking at this girl wondering who is she and what does she want from him as she is sitting there waiting for him to say something to her she turns around to revel herself she is a tall girl with black light curly hair with hazel eyes and a nice smile to go with it matching her face she has on this slick black dress with black high heel shoes on as michael takes a look at her he's a little amazed into how she really looks like think she wouldve dress meer comfortably like in a teshirt and jeans and sneakers as michael is checking her...

The family of the late pop ster icoon Michael Jackson has been in the news all over for the past two weeks because some of Michael’s siblings are claiming that the will of the pop icoon was fake and fraudulent. According to Randy Jackson, Michael’s youngest brother, claims in a interview call on MSNBC's "Politics Nation” on Tuesday afternoon. That the will was forged door the estate's executors, John Branca and John McClain. The family is also questioning the datum it was signed.

Also in the interview with randy he’s says that in the will the datum that it was signed is inaccurate too. He...

So hows it been going with your lady friend “, Quincy says I usually didn’t tell people about my personal life but Quincy was one of the people I trusted, I saw he as a father to me.
“well it’s been going well, actually really well, but I don’t want to fall in love with a person who might leave at anytime”, I tell Quincy “ mike what do u mean she might leave at anytime ?” , Quincy asks me “ well I told her when I first took her in that I would let her stay with me until she finds the right job and get back on her feet.” “well mike your doing the right thing son, wait...

"Michael?"she zei in disbeleif of seeing him.''Wow, look at you.'' Michael said,examining her from head to toe "You haven't changed a bit"they both zei looking at each other smiling and giggling."So,Mike what are u doing here?''she zei starting the conversation they had while walking.Michael knew he would see this dag would come,seeing the first girl he fell in love with in school is the seconde woman he'll fall in love with in Paris.''Why do u have your bags for,you leaving so soon? not to be nosey."

''Because my wife Lisa was mad at me for not wanting to make love and kicked me out the...

Ain’t the pictures enough, why do u go through so much
To get the stories u need, so u can bury me
You’ve got the people confused, u tell the stories u choose
You try to get me to lose the man I really am

You keep on stalking me, invading my privacy
Won’t u just let me be
‘Cause your cameras can’t control, the minds of those who know
That you’ll even sell your soul just to get your story sold

I need my privacy, (Oh no) yeah, yeah, I need my privacy, yeah, yeah
So paparazzi, (Oh no) yeah, yeah, get away from me
Just get away from me (Yeah, yeah)

Some of u still wonder why, one...

“Well, then,” A voice out of nowhere said. “I’ll run him out again.” They turned around and it was the mayor of Riverside Hills, Mayor Sneddon, in his usual gray suit and eyeglasses.
“Ekk! He gets meer and meer ugly, fat and bald every time I see him.” Casey whispers to Mason and Kyle. They took a step behind every time Mayor Sneddon walked towards them.
“Did I tell u brats to stay away from here?” He zei in his scratchy, nasal voice.
“Didn’t your mama tell u not to call kids brats?” Kyle zei as Mayor Sneddon‘s nostrils flared. He threatened them,
“Don’t...

"Well...im sure u will find a man like me one day." Michael said. door the tremble in his voice Diane could tell that Michael was very uncomfortable with Beth staring at him like that.
Finally avondeten, diner was over and Beth was getting ready to go home. "So when do i start?" Beth asked as she grabbed her things. "We'll let u know...we're looking at some other nannies." Michael replied. "Okay well give me a call." With that Beth walked out the door.
Diane then stormed off, michael followed her. "Diane whats wrong with you?" Michael asked following her into the Kitchen. "Whats wrong???Beth is whats...

I woke up the volgende morning to a bright, beautiful room. As I looked around the room, I rememebered what happen last night. Michael. I turned to look behind me and see that Michael wasn't in the bed. Also I noticed that there was a piece of notebook paper with writing on it. It said, "Good morning beautiful. As u can see, I am awake. I have something for u downstairs that I think u will really like. I wanted to thank u for last night. No one has ever made me as happy as u had just door your sweet kiss. I hope u are just as happy as I am. And I hope u enjoyed yourself last night....

The volgende thing I knew, I placed my hand on my head and looked all around me.
"What happen? Where am I?"
Before I could even answer those questions, I can feel some guy grabbed my ponytail really hard. I cried out in pain.
"Eric?!" I zei surprisely with my eyes popping. Then I see John, Derek and Michael surrounded door his hencemen with geweer-, geweer guns.
"That's right!" I kicked in my stomach and I nearly fell to the ground.
"Ow!" I scream in pain. I could feel that the guys, especially Michael, wanted to help me, but the hencemen kept holding them back.
"Why are u doing this?" Michael asked.
"Simple,"...

Here is my old creative writing work. This is about a girl who goes on an adventure with Michael Jackson and her two old friends

Here I am, walking home pagina from another boring dag of school. I quickly ran home pagina to get to uncle's house. When I got there, of course, my rich yet neglectful uncle would be sleeping on the white plush divan, bank 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...

Michael was in shock. He couldn't move, he couldn't even breathe. The woman looked at him with dark eyes through her sunglasses and smiled sarcastically at him. "I think u know what comes next." she hissed. There was evil in her voice. Michael did know what came next; he opened the register and cleaned out every penny. She leaned in closer to Michael and pulled the gun from her pocket, aiming it directly at his chest. "Take my advice," she said. "Keep your hand at the level of your eyes." With that, the woman puuled the gun back and placed it safely in her black purse. She turned and headed...

He worked at the local bookstore 2 blocks from his house. A simple job, not very exciting, but it put food on the tafel, tabel an paid the bills and that's all that mattered to Michael. As he entered the store he was greeted door a co worker named Erica. Erica was a high school student who worked part time at the store. She was fairly tall with blond hair and dark blue eyes. She was very friendly and personable, always had a smile on her face. Though they weren't terribly close, Michael and Erica enjoyed each other's company and often talked during their break.

"Good morning Michael!" Erica smiled cheerfully....

As I pulled up to the stage I saw Michael standing outside, looking at me pull up into the parking lot. He walked to the side of my car door and let me out. I kept my eyes on him the whole time and whenever I looked at him he looks at me with his beautiful glowing eyes and giving me the most beautiful smile no body could have gegeven me. He walked me in like we were a couple of something with his arm attached to mine and I looked at our arms locked together how I hoped they would. He opened the stage doors and took me inside to see all the crowd chairs ready to be sitten in door the crowd and...

(sorry if the spanish isn't correct but i tried)

I start to contemplate in my mind what should I do ? Take her in. but wait what if she is playing me. No she couldn't be playing me with the look of fear on her face and the tears of sadness and hart-, hart ache. I just had to help her out.

“hey u know what u could verplaats in with me for a few weeks until u find the right job again if it's ok with you.” “oh I could never do such a thing, I would never be able to pay u back”. “ it's ok” I like to help people out” “gracias michael” , she says to me and she gives me a hug.

“hey...

I woke up in the middle of the night not able to sleep....I knew mother wasnt going to let me see him even though he is my father. "God what can i do?!" i ask myself. Then I got an idea, it wasnt the best idea but it was worth a shot. I looked at my clock and it zei 1:00 am, i turned on my laptop and googled SouthWest Airlines....."6:45 am should be fine" i say to myself "If i went on foot i should be there in about 4 to 5 hours...there...i have my ticket so all i need to do is pack and get dressed" i got up and pulled out my suit case from my closet. I pack all things necessary, then i get...