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Michael Jackson mashabiki are a strange breed. One would be hard pressed to find another shabiki community whose object of admiration is the subject of so much unnecessary condemnation. Over time, Michael Jackson enthusiasts have watched their beloved's seemingly global idolization transform into apparent worldwide mischaracterization and mistreatment kwa the press and public alike.

Yet, through it all, true Michael Jackson mashabiki have not abandoned him. If anything, the harder Michael's opponents try to shove him to the depths of despair, the harder his devotees upendo him, if only for summoning the courage...

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Michael wrapped his arms around Sani as they sung together softly to each other "I just can't stop loving you" Sani kissed his forehead "Wow. wewe can sing Sani. Who taught you." "Its a God aliyopewa talent." "Well it's a lovely talent. Oh,um,I was suppose to give wewe gift." Michael rolled over to his dresser and took out a small box that had a promise ring in it "Sani,I know it's too early to get married and all. So I got wewe a promise ring instead to make it official." Sani looked at the ring's beauty and kissed Michael with so much upendo and hugged him tight,digging her face into his shoulder...

if wewe were here i would let wewe come visit me at house and onyesha wewe my room if wewe were here i would onyesha wewe my collection of cd's posters and vitabu if wewe were here i would tell wewe my secrets if wewe were here i would listen to what wewe have to say if wewe were here i would look into your eyes and tell wewe i upendo wewe over and over till my eyes get teary i would hug wewe till i cant hold on no zaidi if wewe were here i would listen to your inner thoughts and ideas if wewe were here i would just enjoy your company and not want the fun to end if wewe were here i wouldnt want to see wewe sad if you...

Michael is,and will always be the # 1 Superstar.His contribution to the muziki Industry,his Humanitarian work: feeding,comforting,and making children happy,and bringing all SORTS of People together to upendo one another will never be forgotten.No matter what the haters,and critics have said,and written in their newspapers.It was bad enough that they dog him while he leaved on this Earth,but now that he had passed on.Man,words cannot describe what I personally feel about the negative words written,and said.So,I respond to their maoni kwa saying:"To all wewe haterscritics,and know nothing-fault-finders,YOU...

although michael did have a rare skin disease of course the media and the press didnt believe him of it they did everything in there power to try and come up with something that was bizzare and untrue some people believed them which is crazy how something people think that it was true michael faught and faught to tell people the truth about his life and illnesses as time and years went kwa michael continued to stay strong and continued to right muziki as mihcael wrote muziki and started to come out with muziki video such as in the closet and the strong conseversial song they dont care about us...

as michael starts to look at himself in the mirror listening to all the voices saying wewe have a big nose and remember how his cousin's would pretend they are poping his pimples michael realizes that one siku he's going to onyesha them who's boss and not going to take nothing from nobody anymore just one siku all of it will change after michael starts to put himself together janet walks into the room and askes is everything ok michael starts to tell his little sister that he doesnt like they way he looks in the face and one siku he's going to onyesha joseph who's boss michael askes janet does he look...

as michael is standing in the door way of his dressing room looking at this girl wondering who is she and what does she want from him as she is sitting there waiting for him to say something to her she turns around to revel herself she is a tall girl with black light curly hair with hazel eyes and a nice smile to go with it matching her face she has on this slick black dress with black high heel shoes on as michael takes a look at her he's a little amazed into how she really looks like think she wouldve dress zaidi comfortably like in a teshirt and jeans and sneakers as michael is checking her...

The family of the late pop nyota ikoni Michael Jackson has been in the news all over for the past two weeks because some of Michael’s siblings are claiming that the will of the pop ikoni was fake and fraudulent. According to Randy Jackson, Michael’s youngest brother, claims in a interview call on MSNBC's "Politics Nation” on Tuesday afternoon. That the will was forged kwa the estate's executors, John Branca and John McClain. The family is also questioning the tarehe it was signed.

Also in the interview with randy he’s says that in the will the tarehe that it was signed is inaccurate too. He...

So hows it been going with your lady friend “, Quincy says I usually didn’t tell people about my personal life but Quincy was one of the people I trusted, I saw he as a father to me.
“well it’s been going well, actually really well, but I don’t want to fall in upendo with a person who might leave at anytime”, I tell Quincy “ mike what do wewe mean she might leave at anytime ?” , Quincy asks me “ well I told her when I first took her in that I would let her stay with me until she finds the right job and get back on her feet.” “well mike your doing the right thing son, wait...

"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...

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...

“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,"...

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...

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....