Alicia was nyumbani alone when she all of a sudden she heard frantic banging on her door. Alicia ran downstairs to open the door. When she opened the door Michael looked like he had been crying and very distraught. "Michael what's wrong?" Alicia asked with concern. Michael walked past her and collapsed on her kitanda and began to sob uncontrollably. He was crying so hard he was shaking. "Michael calm down and tell me what's the matter." Alicia alisema as she sat inayofuata to him on the couch. Michael's crying began to ease up. "me..and Diane got into a fight... She accused me of sleeping with Beth..when I never did." Michael sniffled. "Well did wewe talk to her?" Alicia asked. "Yes I did but she didn't believe me..... She told me that she wanted a divorce." Michael sniffled. "Are wewe serious???" Alicia couldn't believe what she was hearing. Michael just nodded, "we need to talk some sense into her because I have a feeling that babysitter of yours has Diane brainwashed, tell wewe what wewe stay here for a couple of days and we'll try our best to get Diane back." Alicia stated. Michael wiped his eyes and just nodded. That night as Michael lay in the guestroom he found himself tossing and turning as the fight between him an Diane played over and over in his mind, until he drifted off into a restless sleep.
3 days later...............
Diane sat on the kitanda too sad and depressed to even move. Out of no where there was a knock on the door, Diane slowly got up and walked to the door. When she opened the door there stood Beth. " what do wewe want now?" Diane asked flatly. "Well what I'm about to tell wewe I meant to tell wewe last night...... I'm pregnet with michaels baby..."Beth said. Diane shook her head as tears began to fall down her face. " Michael has also been taking out money from the bank... He wants to help me raise my baby." Beth alisema as she placed one if her hands on her belly. "Beth please go." Diane alisema trying to keep from just flat out breaking down. "okay I'll go..........I'm sorry things turned out this way." Beth said. "please just go!" Diane sobbed as she slammed the door and slide down the door and cried uncontrollably. Diane realized she done with crying and hurting. She felt she couldnt go on. Diane slowly got up and walked to the bathroom in the master bedroom. Diane went into the medicine cabinet and grabbed a bottle of ibprofan and poured it into her hand. Diane took one last look at herself in the mirror before putting the pills into her month. Almost 10 dakika after taking them Diane collapsed onto the floor................................
Part 15 coming soon!!! Sorry there's no pics I typed this all on my iPod touch
3 days later...............
Diane sat on the kitanda too sad and depressed to even move. Out of no where there was a knock on the door, Diane slowly got up and walked to the door. When she opened the door there stood Beth. " what do wewe want now?" Diane asked flatly. "Well what I'm about to tell wewe I meant to tell wewe last night...... I'm pregnet with michaels baby..."Beth said. Diane shook her head as tears began to fall down her face. " Michael has also been taking out money from the bank... He wants to help me raise my baby." Beth alisema as she placed one if her hands on her belly. "Beth please go." Diane alisema trying to keep from just flat out breaking down. "okay I'll go..........I'm sorry things turned out this way." Beth said. "please just go!" Diane sobbed as she slammed the door and slide down the door and cried uncontrollably. Diane realized she done with crying and hurting. She felt she couldnt go on. Diane slowly got up and walked to the bathroom in the master bedroom. Diane went into the medicine cabinet and grabbed a bottle of ibprofan and poured it into her hand. Diane took one last look at herself in the mirror before putting the pills into her month. Almost 10 dakika after taking them Diane collapsed onto the floor................................
Part 15 coming soon!!! Sorry there's no pics I typed this all on my iPod touch
With the two-year anniversary of Michael Jackson's death approaching -- one helicopter company is giving mashabiki the chance to pay their respects ... kwa raining flowers down around Neverland ... mid-flight.
The 30-minute Channel Island Helicopter flights are set to take off June 24th and 25th -- exactly two years since Jackson died after a Propofol-induced cardiac arrest.
During the flight, passengers are encouraged to honor the late entertainer kwa chucking his inayopendelewa maua, ua -- a red rose -- out of the helicopter mid-flight ... over nearby Zaca Peak.
A rep for the helicopter company tell us -- mashabiki are super excited for the aerial tour ... saying they feel it will bring them "closer to heaven" ... and closer to Michael.
The 30-minute Channel Island Helicopter flights are set to take off June 24th and 25th -- exactly two years since Jackson died after a Propofol-induced cardiac arrest.
During the flight, passengers are encouraged to honor the late entertainer kwa chucking his inayopendelewa maua, ua -- a red rose -- out of the helicopter mid-flight ... over nearby Zaca Peak.
A rep for the helicopter company tell us -- mashabiki are super excited for the aerial tour ... saying they feel it will bring them "closer to heaven" ... and closer to Michael.
Ryan White, symbol of justice
au child of innocence, messenger of love
Where are wewe now, where have wewe gone?
Ryan White, I miss your sunny days
We carelessly frolicked in extended plays
I miss you, Ryan White
I miss your smile, innocent and bright
I miss your glory, I miss your light
Ryan White, symbol of contradiction
Child of Irony, au child of fiction?
I think of your shattered life
Of your struggle, of your strife
While ladies dance in the moonlit night
Champage parties on charted cruises
I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight
I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises
Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain
Of ignorant fear gone insane
In a hysterical society
With free-floating anxiety
And feigned piety
I miss you, Ryan White
wewe showed us how to stand and fight
In the rain wewe were the cloudburst joy
The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy
In the depths of your anguished sorrow
Was the dream of another tomorrow
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au child of innocence, messenger of love
Where are wewe now, where have wewe gone?
Ryan White, I miss your sunny days
We carelessly frolicked in extended plays
I miss you, Ryan White
I miss your smile, innocent and bright
I miss your glory, I miss your light
Ryan White, symbol of contradiction
Child of Irony, au child of fiction?
I think of your shattered life
Of your struggle, of your strife
While ladies dance in the moonlit night
Champage parties on charted cruises
I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight
I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises
Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain
Of ignorant fear gone insane
In a hysterical society
With free-floating anxiety
And feigned piety
I miss you, Ryan White
wewe showed us how to stand and fight
In the rain wewe were the cloudburst joy
The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy
In the depths of your anguished sorrow
Was the dream of another tomorrow
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