After Michael had left the room a segundo time, I brought my eyes back to this little item that made my puso skip a beat and all I could do was stare at the beautiful yet simple ring. It was so beautiful. It had a plain, thin silver band and a small diamond that sparkled so perfectly. Why is this here? I know Michael doesn't wear this. Why would he be hiding this? I don't under-oh my, God. He wants to propose! Michael wants to marry me! I wanted to scream from shock and happiness. I pag-ibig him and I want to marry him. If I could, I would run to him right now yelling "YES!". I wonder when he will do it. We haven't even been together a whole buwan and he wants to go down this way. I can't wait until he does. I could just imagine Michael on his right knee and proposing to me. I would probably halik him deeply and passionately after I told that I will marry him.
I decided to just leave the ring where I first found it and crawl out from under the bed. With the lower half of my body still under the bed, Michael walked in and said,"Found you!" "Yep. You found me." He had a big smile of enjoyment on his face. "Now I gotta chase ya!" I looked at him and then looked at the floor and said,"I'm sorry, Michael. I don't want to chase." "Did something happen?" He came down to me and helped me out. I had to think of an excuse for why I didn't want to play anymore. "I hit my head while coming out and now I have a headache. I'm sorry baby." "It's okay, love. Do you want to take a nap before your sister gets here?" Michael started to duyan me in his arms and started stroking my hair. "Sure. Will stay with me?" I looked up at him even though the light was bothering me. I guess I really did have a headache and it wasn't a lie.
"Of course. C'mon. Let's go downstairs instead." Michael lifted me up and started to guide me towards the door. "Just meet me downstairs in the living room. I'll be there in a minute." I started to head downstairs with that ring still in my mind. I can't believe Michael loves me enough to want to marry me. This has to be a dream. It has to be. It has to be
*Michael's point of view*
Please tell me she didn't find the ring. I don't want her to know. As I lifted the kama palda to see if the ring was moved or missing, I found it still there as if it was never touched. "Phew. Thank God." I sinabi to myself. I'm glad she didn't see it. I wanted to hide it there until this weekend to propose to her. I can't live without her so I want to marry her. I pag-ibig Taylor and I always will. She's my everything. She's my life and I want to be hers forever and always. As I headed my way downstairs, I could feel my puso slowing down to a normal pace. I'm glad she never found it. Now I can propose to her and she be fully shocked.
*Taylor's point of view*
Where is he? What is taking him so long? Does he think I found the ring? I really hope not. I couldn't help but keep on thinking about that ring and how Michael would propose to me. I wishe he was doing it right now. Ugh, I know we will be happy together. I can just imagine me walking down the isle to my childhood pag-ibig in his tuxedo and then he halik me with those sweet and soft lips after we put our rings on and each say,"I do".
Right when I started to get deep into araw dream mode, Michael sat on the sopa and said,"Sorry. I just had to go to the bathroom." "It's okay, love." I put my legs on the sopa and covered myself with a blanketa dn put my head on his shoulder with my face partially in his neck. I was buried in his sweet, masculine smell that just made me want to halik him. "Do you wanna lay down, Taylor?" Michael asked. I nodded and Michael layed down and made me lay ontop of him with my chest against his. He wrapped his arms around and slowly in circles rubbed my back as if I jsut got hurt. As I started to drift into a slumber, Michael whispered soflty in my ear,"Close your eyes, get some rest. When you awake, you will feel the best. I want to tell you something that is completely true. What I want to tell you is that I pag-ibig you." I smiled and whispered back,"I pag-ibig you, too" as I fell asleep in Michael's arms.
*Taylor's Dream*
"Please! No! Don't hurt us! Please!" Michael and I were back-to-back surrounded sa pamamagitan ng a group of creppy and disgusting zombies that were craving for our flesh. They looked like they have been rotting for millions of years. All I could do was hold Michael tight to me. "Don't let go of me, Michael! Please!" "I won't! Just stay with me!" While the zombies were closing in on us, one of them got a hold of Michael and started to pull us apart. I tightened my gripped around him as he did to me. I couldn't breath, her was holding me so tight. "NO! Michael! Don't go!" "I'm not leaving you!" As they kept pulling, another one grabbed me and pulled my arms off of Michael even though I was fighting with all the strength I had. Michael still had his arms around me with his face buried in my shoulder trying to stay with me.
After my arms were stretched out, I saw Michael being pulled into the group of the zombies reaching his hand for me trying to get to me. "NO! LET ME GO! TAYLOR! NOOOOO!!!!!" Michael yelled. "MICHAEEEEELLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Tears were rolling down my eyes. When I finally broke free, I could still hear Michael yelling. I tried to get to him with all the zombies on him. When I finally got to Michael, he wasn't moving and he was lying on his stomach face down. "Michael, baby! Say something! C'mon! Wake up!" He wasn't moving. I was scared beyond belief.
Michael slowly lifted his face off the ground and made my head go into his chest without me even looking at him. "Shhhhh. I'm here, love. I'm not going anywhere. I'm okay." Even though I knew this was a dream, I could hear his heartbeat as if I wasn't dreaming. When I finally got to look into his big, lovely, kakaw brown eyes I noticed that this isn't the same Michael. They turned him! Michael started to crawl onto me as if he wanted to rip my flesh of with his teeth. "Come to daddy! Daddy has to eat too!" he growled. "NOOO!!!!!!!!" I yelled.
*Reality*
I woke up terrified and sweating. I looked around the room trying to calm my puso down. I wiped the sweat off of my forehead and looked at the clock. 6:30. Alleana will be here in a half hour. I noticed that I have been awake for a few minutos and yet I never heard that soft innocent voice asking me if I was okay. Michael was missing and there was no note to be found. "Michael? MICHAEL!?!?!? Michael, where are you?" No answer. Where is he? Where is Michael?
I decided to just leave the ring where I first found it and crawl out from under the bed. With the lower half of my body still under the bed, Michael walked in and said,"Found you!" "Yep. You found me." He had a big smile of enjoyment on his face. "Now I gotta chase ya!" I looked at him and then looked at the floor and said,"I'm sorry, Michael. I don't want to chase." "Did something happen?" He came down to me and helped me out. I had to think of an excuse for why I didn't want to play anymore. "I hit my head while coming out and now I have a headache. I'm sorry baby." "It's okay, love. Do you want to take a nap before your sister gets here?" Michael started to duyan me in his arms and started stroking my hair. "Sure. Will stay with me?" I looked up at him even though the light was bothering me. I guess I really did have a headache and it wasn't a lie.
"Of course. C'mon. Let's go downstairs instead." Michael lifted me up and started to guide me towards the door. "Just meet me downstairs in the living room. I'll be there in a minute." I started to head downstairs with that ring still in my mind. I can't believe Michael loves me enough to want to marry me. This has to be a dream. It has to be. It has to be
*Michael's point of view*
Please tell me she didn't find the ring. I don't want her to know. As I lifted the kama palda to see if the ring was moved or missing, I found it still there as if it was never touched. "Phew. Thank God." I sinabi to myself. I'm glad she didn't see it. I wanted to hide it there until this weekend to propose to her. I can't live without her so I want to marry her. I pag-ibig Taylor and I always will. She's my everything. She's my life and I want to be hers forever and always. As I headed my way downstairs, I could feel my puso slowing down to a normal pace. I'm glad she never found it. Now I can propose to her and she be fully shocked.
*Taylor's point of view*
Where is he? What is taking him so long? Does he think I found the ring? I really hope not. I couldn't help but keep on thinking about that ring and how Michael would propose to me. I wishe he was doing it right now. Ugh, I know we will be happy together. I can just imagine me walking down the isle to my childhood pag-ibig in his tuxedo and then he halik me with those sweet and soft lips after we put our rings on and each say,"I do".
Right when I started to get deep into araw dream mode, Michael sat on the sopa and said,"Sorry. I just had to go to the bathroom." "It's okay, love." I put my legs on the sopa and covered myself with a blanketa dn put my head on his shoulder with my face partially in his neck. I was buried in his sweet, masculine smell that just made me want to halik him. "Do you wanna lay down, Taylor?" Michael asked. I nodded and Michael layed down and made me lay ontop of him with my chest against his. He wrapped his arms around and slowly in circles rubbed my back as if I jsut got hurt. As I started to drift into a slumber, Michael whispered soflty in my ear,"Close your eyes, get some rest. When you awake, you will feel the best. I want to tell you something that is completely true. What I want to tell you is that I pag-ibig you." I smiled and whispered back,"I pag-ibig you, too" as I fell asleep in Michael's arms.
*Taylor's Dream*
"Please! No! Don't hurt us! Please!" Michael and I were back-to-back surrounded sa pamamagitan ng a group of creppy and disgusting zombies that were craving for our flesh. They looked like they have been rotting for millions of years. All I could do was hold Michael tight to me. "Don't let go of me, Michael! Please!" "I won't! Just stay with me!" While the zombies were closing in on us, one of them got a hold of Michael and started to pull us apart. I tightened my gripped around him as he did to me. I couldn't breath, her was holding me so tight. "NO! Michael! Don't go!" "I'm not leaving you!" As they kept pulling, another one grabbed me and pulled my arms off of Michael even though I was fighting with all the strength I had. Michael still had his arms around me with his face buried in my shoulder trying to stay with me.
After my arms were stretched out, I saw Michael being pulled into the group of the zombies reaching his hand for me trying to get to me. "NO! LET ME GO! TAYLOR! NOOOOO!!!!!" Michael yelled. "MICHAEEEEELLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Tears were rolling down my eyes. When I finally broke free, I could still hear Michael yelling. I tried to get to him with all the zombies on him. When I finally got to Michael, he wasn't moving and he was lying on his stomach face down. "Michael, baby! Say something! C'mon! Wake up!" He wasn't moving. I was scared beyond belief.
Michael slowly lifted his face off the ground and made my head go into his chest without me even looking at him. "Shhhhh. I'm here, love. I'm not going anywhere. I'm okay." Even though I knew this was a dream, I could hear his heartbeat as if I wasn't dreaming. When I finally got to look into his big, lovely, kakaw brown eyes I noticed that this isn't the same Michael. They turned him! Michael started to crawl onto me as if he wanted to rip my flesh of with his teeth. "Come to daddy! Daddy has to eat too!" he growled. "NOOO!!!!!!!!" I yelled.
*Reality*
I woke up terrified and sweating. I looked around the room trying to calm my puso down. I wiped the sweat off of my forehead and looked at the clock. 6:30. Alleana will be here in a half hour. I noticed that I have been awake for a few minutos and yet I never heard that soft innocent voice asking me if I was okay. Michael was missing and there was no note to be found. "Michael? MICHAEL!?!?!? Michael, where are you?" No answer. Where is he? Where is Michael?
The wedding ring Taylor found that Michael bought for her
Jayla standing outside michael's trailor
my beautiful michael
Sorry,I couldn't find any picture with all of them.He is so funny and cute in this one!:))
With the two-year anniversary of Michael Jackson's death approaching -- one helicopter company is giving fans the chance to pay their respects ... sa pamamagitan ng raining bulaklak down around Neverland ... mid-flight.
The 30-minute Channel Island Helicopter flights are set to take off June 24th and 25th -- exactly two years since Jackson died after a Propofol-induced cardiac arrest.
During the flight, passengers are encouraged to honor the late entertainer sa pamamagitan ng chucking his paborito bulaklak -- a red rose -- out of the helicopter mid-flight ... over nearby Zaca Peak.
A rep for the helicopter company tell us -- fans are super excited for the aerial tour ... saying they feel it will bring them "closer to heaven" ... and closer to Michael.
The 30-minute Channel Island Helicopter flights are set to take off June 24th and 25th -- exactly two years since Jackson died after a Propofol-induced cardiac arrest.
During the flight, passengers are encouraged to honor the late entertainer sa pamamagitan ng chucking his paborito bulaklak -- a red rose -- out of the helicopter mid-flight ... over nearby Zaca Peak.
A rep for the helicopter company tell us -- fans are super excited for the aerial tour ... saying they feel it will bring them "closer to heaven" ... and closer to Michael.
Ryan White, symbol of justice
Or child of innocence, messenger of love
Where are you now, where have you gone?
Ryan White, I miss your sunny days
We carelessly frolicked in extended plays
I miss you, Ryan White
I miss your smile, innocent and bright
I miss your glory, I miss your light
Ryan White, symbol of contradiction
Child of Irony, or child of fiction?
I think of your shattered life
Of your struggle, of your strife
While ladies dance in the moonlit night
Champage parties on charted cruises
I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight
I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises
Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain
Of ignorant fear gone insane
In a hysterical society
With free-floating anxiety
And feigned piety
I miss you, Ryan White
You showed us how to stand and fight
In the rain you were the cloudburst joy
The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy
In the depths of your anguished sorrow
Was the dream of another tomorrow
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Or child of innocence, messenger of love
Where are you now, where have you gone?
Ryan White, I miss your sunny days
We carelessly frolicked in extended plays
I miss you, Ryan White
I miss your smile, innocent and bright
I miss your glory, I miss your light
Ryan White, symbol of contradiction
Child of Irony, or child of fiction?
I think of your shattered life
Of your struggle, of your strife
While ladies dance in the moonlit night
Champage parties on charted cruises
I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight
I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises
Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain
Of ignorant fear gone insane
In a hysterical society
With free-floating anxiety
And feigned piety
I miss you, Ryan White
You showed us how to stand and fight
In the rain you were the cloudburst joy
The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy
In the depths of your anguished sorrow
Was the dream of another tomorrow
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Michael Jackson fans are scrambling to stop the Discovery Channel from broadcasting a gruesome reenactment of MJ's autopsy ... calling the whole thing an "affront to human dignity."
TMZ has learned ... fans have already collected nearly 1,500 signatures -- all demanding the network pull the plug on a special entitled "Michael Jackson's Autopsy" ... in which MJ's bloody autopsy is expected to be reenacted in gory detail.
The fans behind the petition call the documentary "an affront to human dignity" -- adding, "This type of sensational and unscrupulous reporting can only cause harm."
The petition states, “We ask the directors of the Discovery Channel programming to proceed with the outright cancellation of this indecent documentary.”
The doc is scheduled to air January 13th in the UK.
TMZ has learned ... fans have already collected nearly 1,500 signatures -- all demanding the network pull the plug on a special entitled "Michael Jackson's Autopsy" ... in which MJ's bloody autopsy is expected to be reenacted in gory detail.
The fans behind the petition call the documentary "an affront to human dignity" -- adding, "This type of sensational and unscrupulous reporting can only cause harm."
The petition states, “We ask the directors of the Discovery Channel programming to proceed with the outright cancellation of this indecent documentary.”
The doc is scheduled to air January 13th in the UK.
A poem I dedicated to Michael .
I woke up one day, I found at you were gone
and now I'm sitting here listening to
this sad song.
When I look at the sky at night, I wonder
If I could see you one araw in heaven, I can
Feel your presence seven days a week, you’re
In my dreams, they seem to be real until I wake up
And my puso is hurting
Wherever you are, I feel you close no matter
How far or how near
Why did you go? One araw I will know,
You never sinabi goodbye,
There must be a reason why, that’s why I cry
I woke up one day, I found at you were gone
and now I'm sitting here listening to
this sad song.
When I look at the sky at night, I wonder
If I could see you one araw in heaven, I can
Feel your presence seven days a week, you’re
In my dreams, they seem to be real until I wake up
And my puso is hurting
Wherever you are, I feel you close no matter
How far or how near
Why did you go? One araw I will know,
You never sinabi goodbye,
There must be a reason why, that’s why I cry
