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I've liked the great ..singer, Michael Jackson, for a while back..I remember when I was a kid and I was watching TV and I was hearing about MJ..and I've always loved his music.
But just the rythm. I used to like the songs. They were awesome !! I found a notebook from when I was younger and there's this section with my fav songs and MJ's Earth song and Thriller are there.. I liked the songs.. The rest I didn't care about..I remember being afraid of his face..I don't know..weird memory..
But I loved his music.

I grew up and I got the meaning of the lyrics..and I was amazed..His lyrics are so beautiful..

I remember joining this spot and then leaving it because I didn't like the spot icon..stupid right ? :(
It was all back then.


Well...he..died. I joined this spot after he died again but..

The susunod araw after his death.. I thought about joining the spot again..

You see, before, I didn't know Michael had done such amazing things. I didn't know about the speeches. I didn't know about the kids he's helped, the money he gave for great causes. I just liked the music..about the charges.. I didn't think he was guilty of doing bad things (I remember even now watching TV and there was the trial problem and there he was under the umbrella)..because his lyrics were too great so he had to be amazing too.. But I didn't know him.. really know him. I knew about the singer, the dancer, not the person.

And his..his....his death....his ..after he died..I ..
since he's left, I've been trying to find out madami things about him, memorise things he's said, remember the moments I lived in my childhood.. seeing him on TV and all that..I've been trying to gather madami and madami information so I can let the world know I am his tagahanga and I want to make him live forever.

I want to keep him alive..I don't want anyone to forget him.. my family and everybody in this world.. I want to know things about Michael because he is the kindest person in the world. The kindest I know.

I now know this is the right way and the world has to see it too. I am trying to ipakita the world I have been blessed with pag-ibig and I want to give it to everyone..so that we can all live in love.


But...actually things are awful if I think of it this way - :( I feel angry with me. I feel terrible because I realise.. I discovered all this after he died.

I sometimes feel ..he had to die so I could see how wonderful he was ? I hate it. I hate myself for that. I wish he were alive to keep giving. He was amazing. And I wish I could see all this before..

I hate that I've known madami about him since he passed. And when I hear these people..saying "ooh..you are a fake MJ fan. I pag-ibig him since.. 19_ _ whatever and you just think you pag-ibig him but you don't".. :( " I pag-ibig Michael more" .. "You are not a true fan!"

It's killing me.

What is a true tagahanga ?
If someone has a definition and it totally includes really knowing Michael for a long time before his death, I am not a tagahanga either.


..I just see people who care. Yes, after he died they started to care but they are people who chose to believe in Michael. People who wanted to know him, who gave him a chance. And if they say they pag-ibig him, that is GREAT. It's great ! How could I judge them ? How could I tell them I pag-ibig Michael madami than they do ? Who am I ? How could anyone judge them ?


I am nobody in this world. I only have myself to judge and I wish I had started to be interested in MJ's pag-ibig and life way earlier. But that doesn't mean I pag-ibig him less.

I hate it. He is not here anymore.. and since he died I got to know madami about him. And pag-ibig him more. It's so..hard..to live with this..but I bet there are a lot of persons who wish knew MJ before or who wish they were born earlier..and so on..

I just wish everyone would accept that you CAN be an MJ tagahanga even if you started loving him after he passed.


Maybe..Imagining MJ was alive now.. Maybe I would be just another tagahanga of his music..as I used to be.

It kills me..but it is true..
And I think that dividing MJ fans in real fans and not real fans is soo sad :(
posted by Eternalmike
 The Jackson 5
The Jackson 5
Michael's P.O.V
So it's 6:25 AM and it's way before I get up for school! I live close to school so I get up at 7. Plus, it's Friday! I'm so psyched that Dahlia's coming over and maybe Athena ( I just want that cat so bad!!) I can't wait!!

Dahlia's P.O.V
So it's lunch time at school and I just told him I'm bringing Athena. Michael has this goofy smile that's just adorable.I know he can't wait for Athena!
After school
So I have Athena in the car with my dad. Athena is susunod to me looking out the window.I have a feeling we're near 2300 Jackson street...
Here we are! I'm at Michael's house and Michael...
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Chapter 2 : kick your game


After the konsiyerto we met fans,signed autographs, and took pictures. After all of our group duties were done we were ushered to a tented Window limo. pebbles blew a halik and waved us good bye saying that she would meet up with us tonight over dinner. We would of went right now with me, T-boz and chilli being hungry n all (for god sake she's eating for two now :) ) but pebbles sinabi she had some 'important" manager things to handle. yeah right her husband is her boss I know what they're doing :)



on our way to not just any hotel but MGM GRAND HOTEL ! :



"so chilli you wanna...
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 Colette
Colette
susunod Morning...

Fancy's P.O.V.

In the dining room, we were eating pancakes while listening to some of Motown's greatest hits. Watching Michael eat reminded me of when we used to eat pancakes at my house back in Gary. I miss all the good times we had together...

( Flashback 1966)

Orlando, Florida

Michael and I were watching the waves cascade over the tabing-dagat floor and flush away. The sun's warm rays pressed heat on our backs while the cotton like clouds hovered over our heads.

Our feet was deep in the golden brown sand while our hands were clutched together. Gary was nothing like Florida. This...
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 Marlon
Marlon
Both Mikes gasped."Haylee, what makes you think that you can keep him here?" Other M sinabi defensively."Easy, I'm going to destroy the portal so he can never go back to that asong babae he calls his girlfriend!" Haylee responded holding a hammer."Wait, how did you get here?" Michael asked."By following that dumb guy" Haylee sinabi pointing at Other Mike"Stevie Wonder can follow your footsteps"."Hey I'm not dumb Haylee and Stevie Wonder us blind" Other Michael sinabi defending himself."That's the thing dumb ass!" Haylee sinabi snickering."Hey stop snickering at other Mike! He's my best friend in this world...
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Michael's P.O.V

I finally had gotten the courage to do what seemed almost impossible. I kissed Fancy. Her lips were soft like rose petals, or like she just kissed a cloud.

We are both too young to be boyfriend and girlfriend; just at the tender age of 10. Besides, I can be 18 and have a girlfriend and Joseph would still freak out. I knew we couldn't tell anyone about the halik or we'll regret it. Especially since the wannabe casanova we call Marlon already kissed her.

Even if Marlon took the role of sharing Fancy's first kiss, our halik was way madami special. Even if our noses bumped a little....
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 Young Michael
Young Michael
We go back in time in Fancy and Michael's relationship. Before Summer, before the marriage, before the dating, all the way back to a simple, yet strong friendship.

Both Michael and Fancy are 10 years old, right near the time when Michael and his brothers were going to Motown.

Chapter 1: Scoring Big and Mighty

Fancy's P.O.V

As I come tahanan from cheerleading practice, I look over at Michael's house. Michael and I have been best mga kaibigan for as long as I can remember. We were born in the same hospital, we went to the same preschool and we go to the same school.

My sister Felicity was inside the...
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 Practicing for the tour
Practicing for the tour
The susunod morning, we were at the Yokohama stadium practicing for the ipakita coming up in a few days. Jessie was sitting in the seats, watching me perform with the dancers. She gave me a thumbs as I laughed while I sung. We were at the dance routine of the song and Jessie cheered me on. Everyone was, really. I smiled as I glided back to the microphone stand and sung the rest of 'Wanna be starting something.' then finished it off with our poses. The rest of the practicing was great! There was a lot of energy and spark in the whole performance. We practiced until 10 o'clock that night. We all left...
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"I'm in an alternate universe, the machine transported me into an alternate world" Michael said."What are you talking about?" The other Michael sinabi confused."I'm in a world where this is the opposite of my life" Michael sinabi explaining."Um ok" The other Mike said."How do I get back to my world?" Michael asked himself."Look,I'm not understanding the concept of an alternate world here but I think I know how" The other Michael said."How?"Michael asked."There is a transportation device somewhere that iugnay your world to mine. You have to find it in order to get back to your world" The other Michael...
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posted by MJsGirl28
A/N: this isn't supposed to be in the Link section....but leave it alone.
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"Whoa!! Be careful with me. I'm not a toy." He said. He sounded funny, so I just laughed. "Michael...I'll be right back...I have so much stuff I want you to sign!" I ran upstairs and I grabbed my shirt, my guitar, my violin, my flute, my Michael Jackson toys, and a bunch of other stuff. When I went back downstairs...Michael was watching T.V. He saw what they sinabi about him on the news. About his disease, about his glove, and the way Justin Bieber is trying...
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posted by Fashionista101
    According to his butler, Wyatt, thinking that he needed to get out of the hotel, offers to drive Michael around the city in his limo. Michael was still trying to get pass the pain and sorrow, even as he was feeling and thinking about ‘ALEX/DIANA’ as he sings:
    
I am the damned
I am the dead
I am the agony inside
The dying head
This is injustice
Woe unto thee
I pray this punishment
Would have mercy on me

And she promised me forever
That we’d live our life as one
We made our vows
We’d live a pag-ibig so true
It seems that she has left me
For such reasons unexplained...
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I was outside of Neverland, waiting for the last interview for an assistant to come “She's not coming." Tatiana sinabi as I kissed her cheek “Relax. She'll be here." I sinabi as a red 1957 Chevy corvette pulled up to the gateway "Let them in!" I sinabi as the gates opened and the corvette parked in the driveway. Out of the corvette was a woman with a thin, v-neck t-shirt on with a pair of black jeans and red Chuck Taylor's on. She had nice, curved body shape, karamelo skin complection. The girl had a pretty face with her blue grey eyes “Is this the interview? Sorry I'm late." She politely said...
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posted by KikiKool1983
I put my hand around his. " You're not going to die." I said, trying hard to hold my tears back.

He turned his head to look over at me. " Yes I will. I'm losing hope. And even if I don't, I might as well. I'm losing my daughter to some psycho, I got stabbed 3 times, there's no use."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Mom crinkled her eyebrows. " There's no use Summer. You can't convince him that he isn't going to die." She said, no hope in her voice.

Dad was still awake, but he was nagyelo in one position. His messy curly hair was tossed around and flat on the pillow. When I rubbed my palm over his, they were very cold. If you think about it, you're actually not sure if he'll make it.

I rested my head on his chest, tears rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't stand the fact the Dad could be leaving me too early...