Story of teen kid-
I was almost fifteen at the time, young, charismatic, energetic. Most of my Marafiki were in upendo with MJ and at the time I had very little interest in the muziki au the personal life of Michael Jackson. I just me, a girl who went to school, got average au above grades, came nyumbani and hung out with my family. Whenever I visited my friend Cassandra's house, there was always a new MJ poster au drawing up in her room. She was constantly listening to the Thriller album and after one visit to her nyumbani I couldn't get Billie Jean out of my head. It was on that siku in spring when my...
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