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Three weeks later on the eve before Michael leaves to finish the last leg of his tour with his brothers, Michael and holly have been desperately trying to pretend everything is normal. But when holly sees Michael pull out his suitcase to start packing as she starts cooking chajio, chakula cha jioni she gets a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach. When he started this tour, it wasn't that big of a deal because they weren't living together, but now that they were things were different. Both of them didn't want to admit how quickly they got used to seeing each other every night and having the comfort of knowing...
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Two weeks later, holly sits crossed legged and crossed armed in front of a large mahogany dawati as her lawyer John Branca looks over a new contract for holly to sign. He looks up at her and pulls out a pen from his pocket and pushes it mbele to her. “Now Holly, wewe do realize that the following contract will dissolve any ties your mother has as your manager on the siku of your birthday.” holly sits up and looks down at the contract with a serious eye before looking back up at him. “John, I may be young, but I’m shrewd when it comes to what I want and what I want is this. Now, where...
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Two months later, holly has still been suffering from migraines. It always seems when she does she always finds a way to stay at Michael’s house because it makes her feel zaidi comforted than her mom. Within a short amount of time so much has changed in the William household and at some moments holly can’t handle the pressures, especially with her mom. One slow Thursday morning after holly is finishing up her schooling at the dining room table, Mrs. Williams walks in with a brown moving box in her hands. “Holly, later today I’m going to need wewe to be scarce in the house as the movers...
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On February 8th, 1977, Michael and his brothers appear on The Mike Douglas Show. Michael is standing in front of the lighted vanity in the gaudy machungwa, chungwa deco dressing room, adjusting his suit lapel. He sighs and looks up at his pimple-ridden face, the dark makeup trying to conceal as much as it can, but it is still noticeable. Michael sticks his tongue out at his reflection, utterly hating how he looks. “Could wewe be anymore uglier?” He whispers to himself. “Michael! Are wewe ready?” Katherine walks in looking for him. “Yes mother,” he turns around and faces her as she stands kwa the...
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“Michael.. Your girlfriend Tiffany is upset right now.. I think wewe should talk to her” alisema Symphony “Ok let me talk to her” alisema Michael Jackson walking to Tiffany’s room. Michael Jackson saw Tiffany crying and he alisema “Shhh.. it’s okay” Michael Jackson alisema kissing her on the cheeks. Tiffany Denise was still crying and alisema “Thank wewe Michael.. I just have a relationship issue with someone else who abused.. me” Tiffany Denise alisema while sniffing “I feel so bad for wewe Tiffany” Michael Jackson said. Michael Jackson put his arms around Tiffany and closed his eyes while...
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Dear Michael Jackson

I know wewe aren't here with us now, and heaven took wewe to soon. If only wewe could read this, I want wewe to know that we your mashabiki will never forget wewe au your amazing legacy. I continue to play your muziki in my car, and when I am at nyumbani at times. wewe run across my mind everyday, and not a siku goes kwa that I don't think about wewe au your amazing legacy. Your muziki pulls me out of my darkest hours, and brightens them, and I am so blessed I met so many people here at the Michael Jackson fanpop Club. I am uandishi from my heart, and I just want wewe to know how much we upendo and miss wewe Michael.

~ Love, Cody.