It was another siku without Michael. Wait until it's a year. My phone rung "Hello. This is depression you're calling. What wewe want?" I groaned "Hey , single lady. It's Danny." He answered. I quickly hung up the phone. It rung again "What do wewe want from me?" I moaned "I got something for wewe , babe." He alisema as I quickly woke up "First. I'm not your babe. Secondly. What did wewe get?" I asked as he chuckled "I'm coming over today." He whispered as I looked at the phone like: The fuck. I hung up and stayed in kitanda drinking a glass of Whiskey as the door opened "Danny , what have wewe brought for me?" I asked as Danny smiled at me "A job!" He alisema enthusiastic about it "Why? We're not together." I asked as he looked at me with those poisonous eyes of his "You've always wanted to be a journalist. So , I got wewe a job at New York Times newspaper as a journalist. Isn't that great?" Danny alisema as my face lit up with a smile. I've always wanted to be a journalist. I quickly got up to take a shower. I kissed Danny on the cheek "Thank You." I whispered. During my kuoga , Danny was at the door "I'm in here." I alisema but he barged in there anyway "You know I miss wewe so much." Danny whispered as I put on a towel and stepped out of the shower. I walked past him "That's nice to know." I sarcastically ametoa maoni "You don't feel the same way?" He worried. I closedtthe door while he rambled on and on about how it used to be when we were together "Danny , I broke up with wewe because I thought wewe were to snooty and selfish. I'm not sorry for that. Now I have a man who is ten times better than you. In size and personality." I explained. I took Michael's truck keys and drove to the building. I walked in and saw a man waiting , I shook his hand "You must be The Great Nesha Reed. Danny's alisema a whole lot about you." He alisema as I blushed. We walked in the building and it was the busiest place I've seen. People and printers working to the death. uandishi stories and filing them out.
"Wow" I whispered in amazement "We're very busy. uandishi stories is a complex art." He said.
We walked into his office "Please. Sit. My name's Harold." He introduced himself as I sat down. He asked me a few maswali and also started flirting with me "You're an amazingly beautiful woman. Do wewe have a man?" Harold asked , his foot rubbing the tip of my shoes. I slid it away swiftly "Yes. I do but he's somewhere else." I alisema while he bit his bottom lip , checking me out , I got up quickly "Can wewe tell if I got the job au not?" I asked as he looked through my record "Yep. It looks like you've got the job. Congratulations. wewe start tomorrow." He alisema , shaking my hand. I walked out of the building and into the truck. I stopped kwa a Greek restaurant to get a gyro and fries. I sat down inayofuata to the window. Looking out of the window and I kid wewe not , everybody were all lovey dovey. Guys kissing their girlfriends and couples walking hand in hand au either buying gifts for each other. I started feeling gloomy as a tear ran down my face "Sorrowful , isn't it. Makes wewe feel like you're the loneliest person in the galaxy." A voice alisema as I turned around to see it was a sexy boy in front "Yeah , it does something to your heart." I sniffled "Is this kiti, kiti cha taken?" He asked as I nodded "No. No , sit." I alisema as he sat across from me. I could tell he was Arab because of his accent which was kind of attractive "Are wewe in a relationship?" He asked as I chuckled "You sound just like my boss. Um...yes but he's somewhere else." I alisema as he introduced himself "I'm sorry I didn't tell wewe my name. I'm Asad. wewe are?" He asked me as I stared at him like it was a dream. He was like Michael. Polite and Handsome. I came back to reality "Nesha." I replied.
Asad and I walked with each other down the street. I loved his accent and his face. He had a five o'clock shadow and the lightest eyes. They were grey. Our conversation was so long , we Lost track of time. Just like me and Michael used to. I was falling in upendo with.....No! I can't be falling in upendo with him. I was already in upendo with Michael.
.........But then again.
"Wow" I whispered in amazement "We're very busy. uandishi stories is a complex art." He said.
We walked into his office "Please. Sit. My name's Harold." He introduced himself as I sat down. He asked me a few maswali and also started flirting with me "You're an amazingly beautiful woman. Do wewe have a man?" Harold asked , his foot rubbing the tip of my shoes. I slid it away swiftly "Yes. I do but he's somewhere else." I alisema while he bit his bottom lip , checking me out , I got up quickly "Can wewe tell if I got the job au not?" I asked as he looked through my record "Yep. It looks like you've got the job. Congratulations. wewe start tomorrow." He alisema , shaking my hand. I walked out of the building and into the truck. I stopped kwa a Greek restaurant to get a gyro and fries. I sat down inayofuata to the window. Looking out of the window and I kid wewe not , everybody were all lovey dovey. Guys kissing their girlfriends and couples walking hand in hand au either buying gifts for each other. I started feeling gloomy as a tear ran down my face "Sorrowful , isn't it. Makes wewe feel like you're the loneliest person in the galaxy." A voice alisema as I turned around to see it was a sexy boy in front "Yeah , it does something to your heart." I sniffled "Is this kiti, kiti cha taken?" He asked as I nodded "No. No , sit." I alisema as he sat across from me. I could tell he was Arab because of his accent which was kind of attractive "Are wewe in a relationship?" He asked as I chuckled "You sound just like my boss. Um...yes but he's somewhere else." I alisema as he introduced himself "I'm sorry I didn't tell wewe my name. I'm Asad. wewe are?" He asked me as I stared at him like it was a dream. He was like Michael. Polite and Handsome. I came back to reality "Nesha." I replied.
Asad and I walked with each other down the street. I loved his accent and his face. He had a five o'clock shadow and the lightest eyes. They were grey. Our conversation was so long , we Lost track of time. Just like me and Michael used to. I was falling in upendo with.....No! I can't be falling in upendo with him. I was already in upendo with Michael.
.........But then again.
do this " Ti say " lest kill them all" Michael say " yes" Michael and boys and went to kill the boss and bad team and they won yea so the cops story is over sry.
She dances to his needs
She dances ’til he feels just right
Until he falls asleep
She dances at the crack of dawn
And quickly cooks his food
She can’t be late, can’t take too long
The kids must get to school
[Chorus: (2x)]
She’s a slave to the rhythm
She’s a slave to the rhythm of
She’s a slave to the rhythm
She’s a slave to the rhythm of
The rhythm of love, the rhythm of love
She dances for the man at work
Who works her all the time
She dances so, and she says so
“I must be nyumbani tonight”
She dances to the jikoni stove
chajio, chakula cha jioni is served kwa nine
She says this chakula is the power
She must be out her mind…
She works so hard, just to make her way
For a man who just don’t appreciate
And don’t know it takes
And was all in vain
…
She danced the night
That they fell out
She swore she’d dance no more
But then she did, she did not quit
And she ran out the door
…
Michael and hes family live after all Michael Joseph Jackson live son 44444444444444 ever in our hearts and forever be in heaven heeeheeehee
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The inayofuata siku Michael alisema " Hannah sweetheart wake up" Hannah didnt wake up Michael alisema " Hannah wake up" Michael alisema " baby Isabella wake up" Isabella alisema " yes what happen?" Michael alisema " Hannah isn't waking up" Isabella alisema " baby take Hannah take her to hospital" Hannah alisema " daddy daddy" Michael OMG Hannah what happen?" Hannah alisema " i had a bad dream daddy" Michael alisema " what happen in the dream" Hannah alisema " Daddy i saw monsters trynna to get me" Michael alisema " it be ok Hannah me and Isabella are here ok wewe don't have to worry about ok Hannah" Hannah alisema " ok Daddy" so the rest of the siku was fun family time together it was nice and sweet then Hannah was fast sleep and Michael alisema " so baby what do u want do tonight u want watch a movie" Isabella alisema " idk " Michael alisema " ok i am go sleep " Isabella alisema " alright baby " kiss goodnight . to be contuine
after chatting, they have chajio, chakula cha jioni and talk about how things after she moved to LA, after that, they have a super soaker fight.
and when all of the people in the house are allready go out from the house,
suddenly michael jackson see a letter inside joshephine's bag, and he start to readingit. then he surprised that inside the letter that said:
" dear joshephine, i know that your mom and dad is on the way to indonesia, but is hard to tell me that both of your parents didn't make it, they bought die in a plane crash. that make all of the crue and passenger died, so as hard that i have to tell wewe that, i have to send wewe to los angeles with your aunt, to start all over with a brand new life.
hope wewe understand me, that i am very sorry about your lost.
dr.maria"
michael is so surprised because of that, and knowing josephine is an orphan now.
and when all of the people in the house are allready go out from the house,
suddenly michael jackson see a letter inside joshephine's bag, and he start to readingit. then he surprised that inside the letter that said:
" dear joshephine, i know that your mom and dad is on the way to indonesia, but is hard to tell me that both of your parents didn't make it, they bought die in a plane crash. that make all of the crue and passenger died, so as hard that i have to tell wewe that, i have to send wewe to los angeles with your aunt, to start all over with a brand new life.
hope wewe understand me, that i am very sorry about your lost.
dr.maria"
michael is so surprised because of that, and knowing josephine is an orphan now.
one day, there's a girl name josephine, who just moved to LA with her aunt. after moving in, she goes to an uigizaji school. the same school with michael jackson kids.
and at the first siku at school, it seems like 4ever 4 her.after school, she goes nyumbani to her house that only 4 bloks away from neverland.
and at the inayofuata day, she goes to the same class with paris. then, paris and her group is planning to prank josephine.
she planned that at p.e, when it's dogeball time, they all gonna beat joshephine. then, that all happen with only a mgawanyiko, baidisha of minute.
because of that, josephine have to go to th nurse room.
but the inayofuata day, is the worst siku for paris. paris almost always fail her math. but, as the teacher see that josephine is really really good at math, the math teacher told josephine to tutor paris.
for joshephine, it's really ok. but 4 paris, it was the worst siku and the worst felling ever...
and at the first siku at school, it seems like 4ever 4 her.after school, she goes nyumbani to her house that only 4 bloks away from neverland.
and at the inayofuata day, she goes to the same class with paris. then, paris and her group is planning to prank josephine.
she planned that at p.e, when it's dogeball time, they all gonna beat joshephine. then, that all happen with only a mgawanyiko, baidisha of minute.
because of that, josephine have to go to th nurse room.
but the inayofuata day, is the worst siku for paris. paris almost always fail her math. but, as the teacher see that josephine is really really good at math, the math teacher told josephine to tutor paris.
for joshephine, it's really ok. but 4 paris, it was the worst siku and the worst felling ever...