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posted by KikiKool1983
Saturday...

I rolled up my rainbow socks and laced up my rolling skates. Mom came in and looked at my socks. " Summer Marie Jackson! What are you wearing?" she asked.

I looked at her and gave a sly smile. " Ma! The theme for the rolling skating party is Rainbow Bright." I said, examining myself in the mirror. She let out a crackly laugh. " I don't know what I'll do with you Summer!"


Looking at the mirror, I sighed. I looked like a My Little Pony mixed with a 70s Reject! I had on a Rainbow Tie Dye Shirt with Purple Shorts. Complete with a bright Orange Newsboy Cap with a Pink Pom Pom on top.

I went to the rolling skating rink and had the time of my life! Though what I found out after I left might change my life forever.....
posted by KikiKool1983
Michael
Michael
I took a deep breath. " Why did you need me alone?" I asked nervously, my hands shaking. Michael came closer to me, I was red with fear. He pulled me closer to his body and pushed me against the wall.

He drove his mouth into mine. I tried to gasp for air, but our lips became tighter and tighter together. " Michael! This is too close!" I screamed faintly. Michael was rubbing my arms. It tickled but that was quickly washed over by the pain of our lips being too close together.

Michael finally stopped. I was overwhelmed by what just happened. " What was that for?" I asked, startled. Michael looked...
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Michael Jackson
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 said with a soft, yet sharp voice.

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

" Thanks Michael." I said 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
Fancy Moore