MJ

After watching that hologram performance of Michael Jackson, I was completely mesmerized in awe of what people can do with technology; however,just like some of you,I've some mixed emotions in regards to the postumous digitally enhanced live performance from Michael Jackson via hologram. I wasn't too hyped up upon learning about the hologram being featured at the Billboard muziek Awards, but I was quite curious to what it was going to be like, so looked it and I was quite impressed. Whether the hologram was real of not, it was history in the making in the muziek industry, and it go down in television...

The volgende day, Jessie and I went to my giving boom after we took a douche to see how it looks during the dawn. She crossed her legs over mine “It's beautiful." Jessie zei as I looked at her while she looked at the dawn “It makes u feel something. It's just...magical." I zei as she laid on my chest “Michael, have u ever fell in love with someone else and ever wondered if they love u too?" Jessie asked as I kissed her forehead “Yes. Lots of people do....when they fall in love." I held her hand “I asked u because of me and Leslie." She zei as I frowned “Oh." I zei as my...

Michael and Lisa were getting ready to go "Alright u guys, Lisa it was nice meeting you." I zei as Lisa smiled and went in the car as Michael told her he'll be there in a seconde as he kissed my cheek "Nesha....I still love you. I still want you...badly. I can't stop thinking about you." He whispered as I rested my head on his shoulder "Michael, I want u too baby. But....you have someone who loves u too. I'll wait for u though. Bye." I whispered, as I gently kissed his cheek. We zei goodbye and hugged as the tears rolled down my face "Don't cry...please don't cry." Michael zei as...

I woke up volgende to Asad "Hey, lover." I whispered, gently nibbling on his earlobe "Hi, Nesha. That tickles." He giggled as I stopped as I got up and cooked some breakfast "No work today?" Asad asked as I chuckled "I wish. After work I'm gonna visit a friend of mine." I put his plate on the tafel, tabel while I did the same. When I was done , I drove to the jail where Michael was and signed a paper to go in and talk to him. I walked in and there were inmates talking to there parents and loved ones. They were crying to them, begging, and pulling their hair out because of the point in there lives now...