Michael, your just another part of me. i remember the time people made malicious tabloids and they only played anda for the money. They always wanna be startin something with you. Is it scary to see us suffer? anda werent bad atau dangerous and anda wanted people to come together to heal the world. anda keep the faith and anda were the man in the mirror and for that i just cant stop loving you. anda make me smile and anda made me realized that childhood is the best of joy. anda rock my world and anda are not alone. I am speechless for your irreplacable talent. But anda were always a thriller to us all. I wanted to be your superfly sister.
Michael Jackson
" Help me Mikey!" I cried into the speaker, my jaw bleeding.
" What's wrong Fancy?" He berkata with a soft, yet sharp voice.
" My father punched me again. I need your help!" Blood dripped on my arm.
Michael breathed heavily and berkata " Okay Fancy. I'll be there."
" Thanks Michael." I berkata and hung up. I grabbed a paper towel to dry out the blood.
Soon enough, Michael and his brothers rushed in to help me. A lot of blood was on the napkin and everything turned black while Michael was holding me in his arms.
Fancy Moore
