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January 29, 2016,

I asked "are wewe sure wewe don't want me to stay a few zaidi days?" Kyle alisema "trust me AJ; I've got everything under control! Let's just enjoy our last night together before wewe leave tomorrow on tour." I sat down on the kitanda and alisema "I was really excited to leave; but now I'm a little worried!" Kyle asked as he put our four mwezi old daughter Addison on to the changing meza, jedwali "worried? Why? wewe can trust me with Carter and Addison while you're gone!" I alisema "it's not that that am worried about! I'm so used to wewe keeping me under control and out of trouble! It's pretty much...

Chapter 17,

****Author's note****

I know that I usually start off every chapter as the inayofuata mwaka but; since I ended the awali chapter in summer 2009, I thought I could just partition the rest of 2009 and all of 2010 in one chapter!

Enjoy, Alanna
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August 20, 2009,

I was sitting alone in my room at my grandmother's house when, I got a text message from Frank. He alisema the words I had been waiting so long to hear "get ready because I'm picking wewe up and were...

Chapter 11,

February 1, 2004,

I was sitting in our huge four-bedroom hotel room when dad woke up and came into the sitting area. He took a piece of gum out of his pocket and put it in his mouth. Prince and Paris walked over and sat down in between the two of us. Dad alisema "there's going to be someone coming here today to talk to wewe guys about some things." I alisema "I already know what they are going to talk to us about and I think it is so stupid!" He alisema "I know wewe do but; wewe have to talk to them… There's no way around it, trust me… I tried to negotiate a deal but it didn't work." Prince...

Another siku finally passed and it was time for Michael to go back nyumbani to Neverland. He was so excited, because after spending some quality time with Prince and Paris he would be going to Veronica's work to meet her once again. During the entire plane trip Michael basically did nothing except for hearing Frank snore but think of Veronica. He wondered what her reaction would be when they do meet again? Then his mind keep rewinding back to that siku he saw her two days ago. She looked stunning in her warm ivory kanzu, koti and scarf, her perfect curly hair placed exactly right that framed her face beautifully....

‘So, how long have wewe been working for Mr. Jackson sir?’ Dani asked the chauffer politely. It was already 8:45 pm and she was getting a little impatient and zaidi than a little bored. Then a thought came to her. What if the chauffer didn’t really take her to Michael’s house? What if he was kidnapping her? The thought gave chills down her spine. But she trusted Michael and zaidi au less, the people who worked for him and she knew that he wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. ‘Please call me Bert, Ms. LaPray. Forgive me but Mr. Jackson forbids me to speak to his guests’ he spoke, still...

‘Are wewe sure you’re alright?’ Michael asked worriedly as he helped her out of the car. He took her to a restaurant called “FENIQUE” and it looked very fancy, and quite expensive. Dani looked at him and she was touched kwa how concerned he was of her and she knew that he cared about her. She nodded at him. Her cheek where Tatiana had just slapped was sore and turned red. She knew it wouldn’t be long before Michael noticed it but she tried desperately to hide it from him. Michael got them a meza, jedwali and people around them started to whisper at each other and stare at them in fascination....

Chapter 5
January 10, 1998,
Dad walked inside the house and Grace asked “how did the tafuta for a school for Alanna go?” He sighed as he took off his sunglasses and alisema “I am zaidi concerned the paparazzi waiting outside the school all siku just to get a picture of her!!!” She asked “so what’s your plan B?” He alisema “I wanted her to be around kids her age but; I guess homeschooling is the only choice.”

I walked into the room and alisema “hi daddy; am I going to start school soon?” He alisema “not until inayofuata mwaka silly!!!” He looked over at Grace and alisema “even the teachers...

It was muggy and mawingu, overcast as 28 mwaka old michael jackson pulled up to his new civil war era mansion. The house was two stories high, made of white brick, and surrounded kwa a canopy of oak trees. Vines growing all around and over its coloums. "This place looks kinda creepy." Michael thought to himself as he made his way up the worn brick pathway leading to the house. When michael walked in the door made a loud creaking noise.

The inside was stunning, michael had just had it fixed up so he could songesha it. All the hardwood flooring had been restored, a big glorious chandiller hung in the enterance...

I slowly turned around to see the handsome Angel I grew to love, staring at me in the eyes while laying there with nothing but his silky black pajama pants. I was in pure happiness to see that he was home. "Michael! What are wewe doing here?" he didn't answer. He just leaned towards me and gave me a slow passionate kiss. I kissed him back as I began to cry seeing and feeling him here at home. I never shut my eyes as we kissed. I wanted to see him. Michael slowly rolled onto me and just kissed me slowly as if this was the last time forever. I didn't mind because I never got tired of his touch....

It was the summer of 2006 that my whole world would be changed forever. I was only seventeen at the time. I lived in a very small town in Vermont with my parents and my snotty nineteen mwaka old sister. Oh where are my manners, my name is Courtney Brown au should I say Courtney Jackson. But i'll get to that in a little while, first I want to tell wewe a little bit zaidi about me. During the summers I would work in this pizza place so I would earn extra money, (well that's what I told everyone but the real reason was so I didn't have to hear my parents argue.) My princess sister Heather (that's...

Over the inayofuata two weeks, Michael and I were helping Frank put the finishing touches on the poster for Moonwalker's premiere inaonyesha the inayofuata week. We had even made miniature versions of it to autograph for the mashabiki in person. Michael had dreamed about Moonwalker and thought that maybe only 100-2000 people would see it. That became the estimated goal for him and he told Frank that.
"Michael, don't think it's not gonna be popular. It will be. I'm sure that there will be zaidi people than that watching it." He said.
"We'll see, Frank. We'll see. But I still think maybe 100-2000 people will watch...