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About 2 weeks have now gone by. Nicole and Michael are now know one another better. They are both staying in a small cottage house off the coast of South Caorlina. This is a place which is owned by Michael's father who had passed it down to him when he died, it's a place where michael feels they will be safe since Mitch does not know where it is.

It was early in the morning when Nicole awoke to the sound of the calming winds and the waves gently hitting the shore. Nicole slowly began to make her way to the kitchen. As she did she passed michael's room to see he wasnt there. Nicole then made her way down the hall. Nicole looked around until she saw michael sitting on the porch reading a book. Nicole then made her way outside. "Michael what are you doing out here? isnt it a little early to be out here?" Nicole replied. "Im out here cause i want to and also i couldnt sleep and its only 7 morning." Michael said. "How long have you been out here?" Nicole asked. Michael put his book down and glanced at his watch. "Since about...5 this morning." Michael replied. "Is...is there something bothering you michael?" Nicole asked. "N..no im fine...i just couldnt sleep..thats all." Michael replied. "Well ok..im going back inside now." Nicole said as she made her way back inside. Once inside she made her way into the kitchen and began to make herself a cup of coffee. As her coffee was brewing, she decided to cut on the television, when she did she was studden to see her face all over the news, and her family crying and begging for her safe return. Nicole then jumped up off the couch and made her way back outside. "Michael take me home please." Nicole said fighting back tears. "No wait...you cant go home" Michael said as he jumped up out of the lawn chair. "Why cant i go home????Michael my family is looking for me...they miss me and i want to go home!" Nicole cried. "look Nicole...it's too dangerous to go home ok." Michael said. "Michael just take me home!" Nicole cried. "I can't ok." Michael's voice began to rise. "Yes you can now take me home!" ,"I cant!", "Why not!?" Nicole exclaimed. "Because...." , "Because why?", "Because of mitch..you dont realize it but he knows where you live..you go home he'll come back and he will kill you." Michael said sternly. "So..i can get the police to watch my home..it's no big deal now take me home now." Nicole began to storm inside when michael grabbed her arm. "Nicole...please listen to me..the police wont be able to do much for you..trust me mitch is my brother and i know what he's cabable of...im doing this because i dont want you to get hurt." Michael pleaded. "Let go of me." Nicole said coldy. Michael let her go and Nicole stormed back inside and went in her room. Nicole collasped on her bed and began to cry.

about 2 hours later

Michael sat in the living room pacing back and forth. Nicole hadnt come out of her room, michael was trying to decide if he should go in there and talk to her or just leave her alone. After pacing a little bit more michael decided to go and try to talk to her. Michael walked up the hallway to Nicole's room and knocked. "Nicole..its me...can we talk?", "Go away michael." Niocle said. "No..i will not go away until we talk." Michael said. "Ok...whatever." Nicole said. Michael then opened the door and made his way over to nicole's bed where he sat on the corner of it. "Nicole..please dont be mad at me...im just trying to keep you safe...i dont want you to get hurt or even killed, im just looking out for you.", "Looking out for me!?..how is keep me from seeing my family..the people i love and care about looking out for me!!!" Nicole jumped up off the bed. "Nicole will you just listen dammnit!!! okay! i would take you back if i knew Mitch was in jail or something..but he's not he's sitting and he waiting....waiting for the day you come home and when you do he's going to killed you, what part of that dont you fucking understand?" Michael snapped. "I dont care!...i would rather die in my home than on the road with you." Nicoled snapped. "You know what..." Michael stormed out and then came back in. "Here go home...if you wanna get yourself killed then be my guest." Michael said as he threw the car keys at Nicole and began to walk out of the room. "Why do you care so much about me anyway?" Nicole asked. "What do you care?" Michael said as he began to make his way down the hall. "Tell me." Nicole snapped. Michael turned around and made his way back into Nicole's room. "You really want to know?", "Yes michael i do." Nicole said "It was because i love you but..hey you dont respect me at all after i literay risked my life to save yours but what does it matter to you...have fun on your trip." Michael slammed Nicole's bedroom and went into his and slammed the door. Nicole sat on her bed dumbfounded at what she just heard.It was almost 3 and a half hours later before Nicole got up the courage to leave her room. When she walked out of her room into the living room she saw michael sitting in the living room. "What do you want?" Michael said flatly. Nicole just stood there unsure of what to say. Michael then stood up, he looked as if he was going to head back to his room. Without thinking, Nicole suddenly walked up to michael and kissed him. After a brief moment, Nicole broke the kiss, "Why did you do that?" Michael asked. "I did it because you said you loved me....maybe i might feel the same way." Nicole replied................

Part 6 coming soon! :)
Blossoming love <3
Blossoming love <3
;MICHAEL:ok jasmine then lets talk..michael was getting nervous :jasmine:tatiana called me a few minutes before you came over :michael:she waht?? :jasmine:she calld me ..teling me not mess with you..aprently your her man :michael:she is lieing..i never fell in love with her.we just work together thats it...we kissed once on stagecasue it was part of it..she must have thought it was real ;jasmine:yaa?well how do i know it wasnt real :michael:because this a real one..he leaned over a kissed her :jasmine:haha okay that was real :michael:i told you :jasmine:ya you did.but can you please straighten...
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posted by luvauntrosienmj
yea bad right
yea bad right
The next day Michael said " Emma come here" Emma said " yes Mr. Jackson" Michael said " can u stop calling me MR. Jackson and call me Michael" Emma said " yes Michael" Michael said " Emma call Bobby and tell him to come here" Emma said " yes Michael" Michael said " can you do what i ask plz" Emma said " yes Michael" so then Michael went to hes closet he pick out what he was going to wear a blue t shirt nd black pants nd hes loafters and then Bobby walk in and Michael said " hey Bobby we going to see Hannah again" Bobby said " yes Michael we are "
Michael said " yea Hannah told me she want come...
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jasmine was freaking out.her only connection to michael was through those tickets and now they where gone.she yelled to faye and ari and the 3 of them started the search.ari remebered faye putting the tickerts in jasmines purse and jasmine remebered cleaning out her ourse last night bacuase she couldnt sleep jasmine searched under the covers on the bed ari checked the floor in the room and faye checked the desk top next to the bed.faye accidentially pushed jasmine off the bed to where jasmine layed in perfect view of under the bed and sure enough the tickets where there!! jasmine reached for...
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posted by mrsmj2011
It was a rainy day. Normally rainy days mean that you could relax and sleep in. For 18 yrs old, Jasmine Lewis it mean that the rain could be a soothing place to wash away your tears. She was having a real hard time getting over her ex-boyfriend, Greg Simmons. Jasmine and Greg had been high school sweethearts. To her, he was her soulmate and her best friend. They were supposed to go away to college together at Harvard in the fall. After they had graduated from college, they had talked about getting married and starting a family. But he had betrayed her by sleeping with her best friend, Chloe...
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The last room we toured had a very large glass terrarium with a lid on it. It was a low table, and it was hard to see what was inside. Jackie and I were looking around admiring some very beautiful birds in cages, oblivious to what Michael was up to, when suddenly he turned from the terrarium and said with a sweet smile, ”Here, Shaye, you want to hold Muscles?”

Languishing across his outstretched hands was a very pretty boa constrictor. I took it. It felt like damp silk and, much to my surprise, began to move sideways, so that I was in danger of dropping it. I exclaimed to that effect, and...
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A little later I was walking down the dirt road at Skywalker Ranch and I saw a Fire Engine coming down the road and it’s bells were ringing and it’s horn was blowing, so I moved over closer to the ditch, thinking they needed more room to pass by, since it was a narrow road, and to my surprise, they blew the horn again and when I turned to look back at them I saw Michael hanging out the passenger side of the truck and waving excitedly, so I looked behind me thinking he was waving to someone else, but no one was there, so it suddenly dawned on me that he was waving to me. So I smiled and waved back, and he seemed to be as excited as a kid would be riding in a Fire Truck for the first time.
I am sick and tired of hearing and reading about people comparing Michael Jackson and Justin Bieber. Now I like Justin Bieber too and I think that he is very gifted and talented. I can honestly see him progressing in the music business as he gets older. But he will never be better than Michael. Michael is irreplaceable and nobody will never be to do any of the things that he did. I don't care who they are because it will never happen. So for people to even try to compare them as far as record sales, yotube views,concert, or movies is so annoying to me and it really pisses me off. Like I said before, I don't have anything against Justin Bieber, but he will never be better than Michael point blank period. I mean come on. This is even worse than Kanye West saying that he's good enough to be "the new King of Pop." Hello?! What a joke! There is only one of King of Pop and that is Michael Jackson. This is also offensive to MJ's family, friends, and fans. Most of all it is offensive to MJ.
posted by numba1MJfan
19 year old Jasmine woke up on Monday morning having no idea what was going to happen the next couple of days.She looked at the clocked and relized it was only 6:30.T hen looked out onto her her home New york City.She decided to back to bed but she couldn’t fall asleep no matter what she did..she just had a feeling something GREAT was bout to happen she just didn’t know what though.Finally she fell asleep but a few minutes later her parents woke her up :parents:HONEY WAKE UP WE HAVE GOOD NEWS
:Jasmine:really? What is it? :parents: your going to California..your going to stay with your aunt...
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David Nordahl recalls: ''In November 1994,I spent 2 weeks with Michael and Lisa Marie at the Trump Towers in in New York. I was there to work on 2 projects for Michael while he was in the recording studio. Michael and Lisa Marie were great together and a lot of fun to be with. In 1995 Michael asked me to do a painting of the 2 of them. Not one to do a normal portrait,he came up with a creative vision of how he wanted to portray their love for each other.
Michael gave me a list of things he would like to see in painting. I made a skectch and sent the original to him. He called me when he received...
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posted by NikkiLovesMJ
Remember the Time" is a single by Michael Jackson Recorded in the Hit Factory Miami. The song was released by Epic Records on January 14, 1992 as the second single from Jackson's eighth studio album, Dangerous. Written and composed by Teddy Riley, Michael Jackson and Bernard Belle, the song was produced by Riley and Jackson. "Remember the Time" was a successful attempt by Jackson to create a New jack swing-flavored jam with the accompaniment of co-producer Riley. Musically, the song is dance-oriented and its instruments include a piano and guitar. "Remember the Time" lyrics are about remembering...
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posted by Thrillie-jean
I dont know if you' ve read it,but i thnk its hilarious!Michael was staying at my place on Dobney and was happy to come along.He really respected Burt but wondered as we all did what made him tick.Burt had ordered a bottle of xpensive french red wine,which he,carole and i were drinking.Michael never drank but that night he got interested in wine.unbelievably,he didnt even know what wine was."whats it made of?"he asked me. "grapes",i said."i like grapes,"said michael,"i think i ll try some". So we poured michael a glass and he drank it. He obviously liked it coz he drank another one. We were...
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posted by NikkiLovesMJ
Welcome to Hollywood
That's what they told you
A child star in Hollywood
That's what they sold you
Grace with beauty, charme and talent
You would do what you were told
But they robbed you of childhood
Took your youth and sold it for gold

Elizabeth, I love you
You're every star that shines in the world to me
Elizabeth can't you see that it's true
Elizabeth, I love you
You're more than just a star to me

Lovely Elizabeth
You have surpassed them all
My friend Elizabeth
Learned to outlast them all
Many started back when you did
Lost their way and now they're gone
But look at you, a true survivor
Full of life and carrying...
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… In fact, say sources in a position to know, the superstar faked his death to escape the crushing pressures of life in a fishbowl – and he is now socked away in an undisclosed location in Eastern Europe, possibly Hungary, far from the clamor of paparazzi covering his “autopsy” and “funeral” in southern California.

And in the strangest twist of all, say the insiders, once he’s rested and ready, Jackson, 50, will blow the lid off his own hoax – and embark on the most spectacularly lucrative concert tour in the history of rock ‘n’ roll.

“Michael is following in the footsteps...
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Michael...
I touch your soft, smooth, warm skin. My fingers tingle, my heart skips a beat. You're blissfully asleep. Your beautiful face arest and calm. Gourgous chocolate cloloured, almond-shaped eyes closed. Full, pillow lips silghtly opened, breathing quiet breaths. Your cute, silky black curls fall to the side and infront of you angel face.
I wonder what you dream about... Songs, world peace.. all of these beautiful things.
You do a deep sigh, slightly making me jump. You're an angel. I trace your perfect jawline. I wonder if you can feel my gentle touches? If you can, do you like it? I gently...
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Michael woke up at 6:00. "Well I guess I woke up a little early today." He says to himself. Michael was feeling better now. The women he was in love with was ok. But still...He was wondering how I was going to react to what he was going to tell me. "I..I..I..can't do it." He says to himself in tears. Michael was just sitting in his bed worrying how Mccala would respond. "What if...What...If..She doesn't.." He says unable to finish his own sentence because of himself crying. "Wait...I should try...I have to...It's now or never." He says to himself. Michael just gets up after a few minutes and...
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Well I read a book about Michael and found an eye-witness report in it in 1980's,just thought that it'll be nice to share it with you,guys!it's about Michael!so here it is:

"Michael Jackson is sitting in the dressing room.He sits very quietly,staring into the mirror.His face is soft and delicately boned.His brown eyes have the big,dewey-eyed quality of Bambi.Like the fawn and his beloved 'ET',Michael Jackson is alone in a crowded room.
"Conversation dart around the room but Michael takes no notice-happy to live in his dream world.Talk to him direct and he'll answer you-quietly and politely.His...
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Michael Jackson may have called the aesthetic propofol his "milk," but rather than give him strength, it left him in such a vulnerable state that his urine was collected through a device for incontinent patients.

That was one view of Jackson's final days and the extreme measures he took in life to maintain his public image as a beautiful superstar, which were revealed in a six day hearing into his death that ended earlier this week.


Other details were his wearing of a surgical cap while he slept to cover his balding scalp, and the numerous tubes of skin bleach cream he used to hide the disorder...
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"Just because you read it in a magazine
or see it on the TV screen, don't make it factual"
- Michael Jackson

Through out his life, Michael Jackson was follwed by chaos. It seemed so as if chaos had a strong desire of increasing Michael's misery.

All his life, the media spread the most humiliating and disgusting stories about Michael Jackson. Those stories, and especially rumours, still exist to the present day and will never vanish from this world.

"It's a complete lie, why do people buy these papers? It's not the truth I'm here to say. You know, don't judge a person, do not pass judgement, unless...
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posted by the_best_Lover
- I feel so thankful for him sharing his brilliance.

Delta Goodrem, on her Twitter page (26 June 2009)

- As a kid Michael was always beyond his years, he was an innovator, he was a genius at what he did. He had a knowingness about him. At 9 years old, when I first started working with him, he seemed to me like he had been here before. He was just so knowledgeable about life.

Berry Gordy, in "Berry Gordy Statement on the passing of Michael Jackson" (26 June 2009)

- Michael Jackson was not only loved by the people of the world, for his incomparable talent, he was loved by the magnificent wild animals...
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posted by WhisperOfLove
Just some interesting reading about Michael's charity work. He was one of the busiest people in the world, and he still took time to help others. Thank you Michael, you gave so much to the world. Love you always.

January 10, 1984: Michael visits the unit for burn victims at Brotman-Memorial Hospital in Los Angeles.

April 9, 1984: David Smithee, a 14-year-old boy who suffers from cystic fibroses is invited to Michael's home. It was David's last wish to meet Michael. He dies 7 weeks later.

April 14, 1984: Michael equips a 19-bed-unit at Mount Senai New York Medical Center. This center is part of...
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