My History Starts when i was 4 years old and my parents were whatching tv and then appears Thriller on Tv.
I was really scared but i really loved the song.
Then when i was 5 years old my aunt gave me a MJ cd with all his muziek videos (i specially fell in love with the "Bad" muziek video, i think he looks so sexy in it) I was obssesed with that cd, i even used to listen it every day.
Then i forgot Michael's muziek for years.
But now i am a huge fan of his music, im in love with him.
I feel embarrassed to say to my vrienden that i love MJ so its a secret. Well thats all
PS: sorry for my english but my original language its spanish

It all started when I was 7 years old. Somewhere in the maand of June of July, I got news that Michael Jackson had died. I didn't care much at that time. Life went on as usual for me. Them my dad upgraded his car and one dag gave me a lift in it. I turned on the muziek player. The first song? Thriller(the song). I fell in love with it...

Then only had I realized who Michael Jackson was. My dad still had meer songs. I listened to them all.
As soon as the player struck Little Susie, my dad would change the song. I did not know why. I downloaded Little Susie and listened. After the song was over, my eyes were waterfalls. The song was absolutely gloomy. I researched the story and finally ended up here on this site. Only Fanpop gave me a reasonable explanation for Little Susie.
I created my own account on this site, just to praise him...
He shall live in my hart-, hart forever...

Michael Jackson was king of pop and was born in Gary Indiana. he was a dancer and a singer and an actor. he had a pet monkey called bubbles. but sadly died on june the 25th 2009 he had an other does of drugs. he had 3 children paris Jackson, prince jr Jackson and blanket Jackson .

Michael Joseph Jackson was an American singer, songwriter, record producer, dancer, and actor. Called the King of Pop, his contributions to muziek and dance, along with his publicized personal life, made

Michael and Quincy sat in the room, listening to the tapes that were recorded just a few hours ago. It was unclear what Quincy thought, but Michael felt the grown up and disco feel it had. " This is gonna sell." He mumbled excitedly. Quincy nodded in agreement before standing up. " hallo Mike, I gotta go, my wife Peggy is waiting for me. And so is her garnaal, garnalen gumbo. See ya later Funky." He left.

Now I was alone, with nobody to be found. So, I packed up everything and left. Mother was probably get worried, so I called my driver to get me home, since my car was in the koop getting repainted.