Young Michael

Chapter 7

January 13, 2000,

I was hanging out with dad in his recording studio at the ranch. He paused the track that he was working on and had the chef bring us some food. The chef knocked on the door and dad let him inside. He brought us each an egg salad sandwich and went back to the main house. Dad came over and sat down across from me at the small table that was there.

I said "daddy I want to be just like you when I grow up!" He asked "you do? In what way do you want to be like me?" I said "well; I want to be a singer and a dancer who is famous just like you!" He said "yeah; it can be awesome...

michael always shared with many people that he didnt have a childhood and how he never got to play with the neighborhood kids because he always had to practice or record songs with his brothers and never have a chance to meet new friends of his own he always had to hang with his brothers because of course they were a band but michael always wanted to just be a kid sometimes and have some fun

this is from something that i read about that broke my heart

michael has shared this with a close friend of his that he felt like a orphan because he wasnt hardly home with the rest of his family he always...

Meanwhile, Alicia and Michael had just walked up onto Michael's front porch. "Alicia I'm not sure about this..what if it just makes her even more upset." Michael said. "Michael do you want your wife back or not?" Alicia asked. "Of Course I do" Michael answered. "Well go in there and talk to her." Alicia said as she pointed to the front door. Michael took a deep breath and opened the door. "Diane?" Michael called out but there was no answer. "Maybe she's taking a nap." Alicia suggested. "Maybe.... I'll go check upstairs and you look downstairs." Michael said as he made his way upstairs. Alicia...

The way she came into the place
I knew right then and there
There was something different
About this girl

The way she moved
Her hair, her face, her lines
Divinity in motion

As she stalked the room
I could feel the aura
Of her presence
Every head turned
Feeling passion and lust

The girl was persuasive
The girl I could not trust
The girl was bad
The girl was dangerous

I never knew but I was
Walking the line (Hee)
Come go with me
I said I have no time (Hee, hee)
And don’t you pretend we didn’t
Talk on the phone (Hee)
My baby cried (Hee)
And left me standing alone (Hee)

She’s so dangerous, ah
The girl is so dangerous,...