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BEAUTIFUL MICHAEL

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Never lose your wonderful smile !

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Dangerous Era: I'm in Любовь with a Dangerous criminal pt. 8

posted by mj231

It was another день without Michael. Wait until it's a year. My phone rung "Hello. This is depression you're calling. What Ты want?" I groaned "Hey , single lady. It's Danny." He answered. I quickly hung up the phone. It rung again "What do Ты want from me?" I moaned "I got something for Ты , babe." He сказал(-а) as I quickly woke up "First. I'm not your babe. Secondly. What did Ты 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 постель, кровати drinking a glass of Whiskey as the door opened "Danny , what have Ты brought...

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Thriller Era: Abuse Part 1

posted by KikiKool1983

Michael Jackson

I fall to the ground as his fist hit my jaw. He stormed out of the house, leaving me on the ground. I called my best friend, Michael.

" Help me Mikey!" I cried into the speaker, my jaw bleeding.

" What's wrong Fancy?" He сказал(-а) with a soft, yet sharp voice.

" My father punched me again. I need your help!" Blood dripped on my arm.
Michael breathed heavily and сказал(-а) " Okay Fancy. I'll be there."

" Thanks Michael." I сказал(-а) and hung up. I grabbed a paper towel to dry out the blood.

Soon enough, Michael and his brothers rushed in to help me. A lot of blood was on the napkin and everything turned black while Michael was holding me in his arms.

Fancy Moore