MJ before American Bandstand 2002

"Michael?"she alisema in disbeleif of seeing him.''Wow, look at you.'' Michael said,examining her from head to toe "You haven't changed a bit"they both alisema looking at each other smiling and giggling."So,Mike what are wewe doing here?''she alisema starting the conversation they had while walking.Michael knew he would see this siku would come,seeing the first girl he fell in upendo with in school is the sekunde woman he'll fall in upendo with in Paris.''Why do wewe have your bags for,you leaving so soon? not to be nosey."

''Because my wife Lisa was mad at me for not wanting to make upendo and kicked me out the...

Lipstick in hand
Tahitian tanned in her painted on jeans

She dreams of fame
She changed her name
To one that fit’s the movie screen
She’s headed for the big time, that means

She’s going Hollywood
She’s going Hollywood tonight
She’s going Hollywood
She’s going Hollywood tonight
She’s going Hollywood
She’s going Hollywood tonight
It’s true, that you, may never ever have that chance again
That chance again, babe
Hoo

West bound Greyhound
To tinsel town
Just to pursue her movie nyota dreams
She’s giving hot tricks to men just to get in
When she was taught that that’s not clean
She’s headed for...

Uh huh, aay
This time I’m gonna do my best to make it right
Can’t go on without wewe kwa my side, hold on
Shelter come and rescue me out of this storm
And out of this cold I need someone, oh why, oh lord, why, why
If wewe see her tell her this for me all I need is

One zaidi chance at love
One zaidi chance at love
(One more)
One zaidi chance at love
One zaidi chance at love
(See, one more)
One zaidi chance at love
One zaidi chance at love
(One more)
One zaidi chance at upendo (Aay)
One zaidi chance at love

Searching for that one who is gonna make me whole
Help me make these mysteries unfold, hold on
Lightning about to...

Ain’t the pictures enough, why do wewe go through so much
To get the stories wewe need, so wewe can bury me
You’ve got the people confused, wewe tell the stories wewe choose
You try to get me to lose the man I really am

You keep on stalking me, invading my privacy
Won’t wewe just let me be
‘Cause your cameras can’t control, the minds of those who know
That you’ll even sell your soul just to get your story sold

I need my privacy, (Oh no) yeah, yeah, I need my privacy, yeah, yeah
So paparazzi, (Oh no) yeah, yeah, get away from me
Just get away from me (Yeah, yeah)

Some of wewe still wonder why, one...

There’s a ghost out in the hall
There’s a ghoul beneath the bed
Now it’s coming through the walls
Now it’s coming down the stairs

There’s spirit in the dark
Hear the beating of his heart
Can wewe feel it in the air
Ghosts are hiding everywhere

I’m gonna be
Exactly what wewe wanna see
It’s wewe who’s taunting me
Because you’re warning me
To be the stranger
In the night

Am I amusing you
Or just confusing you
Am I the beast
You visualized
And if wewe wanna see
Eccentricalities
I’ll be the grotesque
Before your eyes
Let them all materialize

Is that scary for wewe baby
Am I scary for you, oh
Is it scary for...

The final part

“Now, do wewe want me to leave?”
Kyle, Mason and Casey shook their head ‘no’, but Mayor Sneddon still wanted him out. “Yes…YES! Leave now!” He let it all out.
"LEAVE, wewe FREAK OF NATURE!"
The Maestro quietly agrees. “Fine. I’ll go.”
The gang didn’t want him to leave, but he starts to violently pounds his stomach hardly, inaonyesha signs of pain kwa groaning and moaning. The gang shockingly witness his own death. Then he jumps and his feet begins to crumples. Then his hands and the rest body crumples to the ground begins to crumple zaidi and zaidi and into dust and...

“Well, then,” A voice out of nowhere said. “I’ll run him out again.” They turned around and it was the mayor of Riverside Hills, Mayor Sneddon, in his usual gray suit and eyeglasses.
“Ekk! He gets zaidi and zaidi ugly, fat and bald every time I see him.” Casey whispers to Mason and Kyle. They took a step behind every time Mayor Sneddon walked towards them.
“Did I tell wewe brats to stay away from here?” He alisema in his scratchy, nasal voice.
“Didn’t your mama tell wewe not to call kids brats?” Kyle alisema as Mayor Sneddon‘s nostrils flared. He threatened them,
“Don’t...

"Well...im sure wewe will find a man like me one day." Michael said. kwa the tremble in his voice Diane could tell that Michael was very uncomfortable with Beth staring at him like that.
Finally chajio, chakula cha jioni was over and Beth was getting ready to go home. "So when do i start?" Beth asked as she grabbed her things. "We'll let wewe know...we're looking at some other nannies." Michael replied. "Okay well give me a call." With that Beth walked out the door.
Diane then stormed off, michael followed her. "Diane whats wrong with you?" Michael asked following her into the Kitchen. "Whats wrong???Beth is whats...

I woke up the inayofuata morning to a bright, beautiful room. As I looked around the room, I rememebered what happen last night. Michael. I turned to look behind me and see that Michael wasn't in the bed. Also I noticed that there was a piece of notebook paper with uandishi on it. It said, "Good morning beautiful. As wewe can see, I am awake. I have something for wewe downstairs that I think wewe will really like. I wanted to thank wewe for last night. No one has ever made me as happy as wewe had just kwa your sweet kiss. I hope wewe are just as happy as I am. And I hope wewe enjoyed yourself last night....

The inayofuata thing I knew, I placed my hand on my head and looked all around me.
"What happen? Where am I?"
Before I could even answer those questions, I can feel some guy grabbed my ponytail really hard. I cried out in pain.
"Eric?!" I alisema surprisely with my eyes popping. Then I see John, Derek and Michael surrounded kwa his hencemen with bunduki guns.
"That's right!" I kicked in my stomach and I nearly fell to the ground.
"Ow!" I scream in pain. I could feel that the guys, especially Michael, wanted to help me, but the hencemen kept holding them back.
"Why are wewe doing this?" Michael asked.
"Simple,"...

I couldn't believe it. I'm here with Michael Jackson?! The King of Pop?!
"Yeah. That's what they usually call me, but wewe can call me Michael. wewe need some help?" He offered his hand and helped me up from the grass. I noticed my green sweater was instead white, my usual black jeans were blue and my run-down sneakers were new and clean.
"Where am I and what mwaka is this?"
"In my own private meadow field and the year's 1990."
My jaw was agape.
"Thanks. The name's Casey."
"Hey, Casey. I want wewe to meet my two new friends." When I got to meet them, I noticed that it was John and Derek, my old...

Here is my old creative uandishi work. This is about a girl who goes on an adventure with Michael Jackson and her two old friends

Here I am, walking nyumbani from another boring siku of school. I quickly ran nyumbani to get to uncle's house. When I got there, of course, my rich yet neglectful uncle would be sleeping on the white plush kitanda in the living room and all four of my cousins would be playing in the backyard.
My bedroom was the attic, which my uncle and cousins would have their nice and big bedrooms, while I got stuck with the tiny, somewhat dusty attic. When I got there, I placed my black...

Hold me
Like the river Jordan
And I will then say to thee
You are my friend

Carry me
Like wewe are my brother
Love me like a mother
Will wewe be there
Ay, oh now, yea, oh now, oh, babe

Weary
Tell me will wewe hold me
When wrong, will wewe scold me
When Lost will wewe find me

But they told me
A man should be faithful
And walk when not able
And fight till the end
But I’m only human
Ay, oh, oh now, yea, oh, yea

Everyone’s taking control of me
Seems that the world’s
Got a role for me
I’m so confused
Will wewe onyesha to me
You’ll be there for me
And care enough to kubeba me

(Hold me) onyesha me
(Lay your head lowly) Hold me
(Softly...

Before Michael's death, I didn't know much about him.
I used to see all sorts of tabloids screaming nasty headlines about him at the drugstore checkout, and I always felt so sorry for him.
It became obvious to me that he was a target, for no one should always get so much cruel attacks so consistently, and my moyo bled for him each time.
It got so difficult for me, that I had to purposely avert my eyes no to look, but I knew they were there, and my moyo sank. After Michael's death, I heard Jermaine say that Michael was a gift from God and he had a mission.
I also heard many of Michael's close...

All alone wishing on stars
Waiting for wewe to find me
One sweet night I knew I would see
A stranger who’d be my friend

When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches all the spark that comes shining through
It tells wewe never be afraid
When somewhere in your moyo wewe can feel the glow
A light to keep wewe warm when the night winds blow
Like it was written in the stars I knew
My friend, my someone in the dark was you

Promise me we’ll always be
Walking the world together
Hand in hand where dreams never end
My nyota secret friend and me

When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches all the...

After Filming
Frank made sure, after we were done filming Smooth Criminal, that he made a copy of it for me and Michael so we can catch any mistakes. Once Frank made the copy, he handed it to Michael.
"Here wewe go, Michael and Rebecca. Alert me if there are any mistakes so we can finish it up." Frank said.
Michael took the disk and looked at Frank. "Thanks, Frank. Will do." He said.
Soon enough, Michael and I left and headed on back to Neverland. While we were walking home, we talked along the way about how we were gonna tell our families about our engagement...and our baby.
"I don't know, Michael...how...

Michael was in shock. He couldn't move, he couldn't even breathe. The woman looked at him with dark eyes through her sunglasses and smiled sarcastically at him. "I think wewe know what comes next." she hissed. There was evil in her voice. Michael did know what came next; he opened the register and cleaned out every penny. She leaned in closer to Michael and pulled the gun from her pocket, aiming it directly at his chest. "Take my advice," she said. "Keep your hand at the level of your eyes." With that, the woman puuled the gun back and placed it safely in her black purse. She turned and headed...

He worked at the local bookstore 2 blocks from his house. A simple job, not very exciting, but it put chakula on the meza, jedwali an paid the bills and that's all that mattered to Michael. As he entered the store he was greeted kwa a co worker named Erica. Erica was a high school student who worked part time at the store. She was fairly tall with blond hair and dark blue eyes. She was very friendly and personable, always had a smile on her face. Though they weren't terribly close, Michael and Erica enjoyed each other's company and often talked during their break.

"Good morning Michael!" Erica smiled cheerfully....

About a week has passed since the inicident with john occured, Here lately Diane has had this unexplained feeling, as if something bad might be happening with her not even knowing about it.

Diane walked up to her office and began to unlock her door,but not before looking over her shoulders to make sure no one was watching au stalking her. Once in her office she set her mfuko wa fedha, mfuko down on her dawati and turned on her computer. Just then her cell phone rang causing her to jump. "Hello?" , "Hey honey its me", "Oh hujambo michael." , "Diane are wewe okay? wewe sound a little jumpy." Michael asked with concern....