Later that hari Michael went back to check on Saronia but she was still asleep.
So he left her be and left some apples for her.
It was late in the hari so he decided to head to bed.
He went to sleep and started dreaming.
Dream
Michael was walking in a field. Where, he didn't know.
He saw a horse that looked like Saronia run by, but then vanish.
Then he saw a girl, a girl that looked to be in her mid 20's.
She was in a long, flowing white dress and had long brown hair.
She walked up to him and smiled.
"Hi, I'm Baylaa." She greeted.
"I'm Michael."
Then her face changed to sorrow. And the sound of many voices started to fill the air, in whispers and yells.
They all sounded like they were saying the same thing.
"Baylaa, Saronia, magic, evil, dark, help her. She needs help, help her!"
Michael covered his ears, for the sound of the voices hurt.
Then he saw Baylaa start to fall, he reached for her but she sank into the ground.
He then heard the nay of a horse and it all went black.
"Saronia!!!" Michael yelled, flying up, out of his bed.
His jantung was pounding and he was sweating something horrible.
He fell back onto the bed. "Just a dream..." He calmed himself.
He looked outside at the beautiful moonlit sky, gazing at the stars.
He knew it was just a dream, but something about it was strange.
Who was this Baylaa?? He knew that she was a beautiful young girl, but he had this strange wanting. A wanting to know lebih about the girl.
But he didn't even know for sure if she even existed.
But what did the voices mean?? Help her, what did it mean??
What was her problem??
And what did it have to do with Saronia??
He decided that he needed to visit his horse, to get his mind off of this strange nightmarish dream.
He opened the lumbung, gudang and walked to her stall.
"Saronia..." He whispered.
She opened her eyes and looked up at him.
"Hello sweet heart."
She stood up and slowly walked to him.
He looked at her. "I just had the strangest dream."
She tilted her head to the side, like she was wanting him to tell her about it.
"You wanna hear, don't you??"
She nodded a bit. He blinked, but then just shook it off.
"Alright, well anda were there, and it was this field. It was really pretty. Then some girl came up and berkata that her name was Baylaa."
Saronia jumped back a bit, startled.
"What?? Do anda know this Baylaa??"
She just stood there.
"Why am I asking you?? anda don't remember people."
She looked at him, but then back down.
"Anyways, all these voices came up saying help her and that she needs help. It was really scary in a way. But then I woke up screaming your name."
He stroked her mane.
"Now what would I do if I lost you??"
He then perked up.
"We should go riding tomorrow!! I can tampil anda around Neverland!! Would anda like that??"
She nayed and nodded.
"I thought so. Hm. I hope anda know how to respond to being rode."
She just playfully nipped at a few of his curls.
He started laughing. "Hey! Now now!"
She stopped and looked at him.
He would have swore that her eye twinkled, kind of weird saying that there wasn't any light in the barn.
"Alright, well thanks for cheering me up. I'm going back to bed. Night Saronia."
He stroked her nose and left.
Saronia watched as he left and shut the doors once again.
She laid down and went to sleep.
What was the meaning of that dream???
So he left her be and left some apples for her.
It was late in the hari so he decided to head to bed.
He went to sleep and started dreaming.
Dream
Michael was walking in a field. Where, he didn't know.
He saw a horse that looked like Saronia run by, but then vanish.
Then he saw a girl, a girl that looked to be in her mid 20's.
She was in a long, flowing white dress and had long brown hair.
She walked up to him and smiled.
"Hi, I'm Baylaa." She greeted.
"I'm Michael."
Then her face changed to sorrow. And the sound of many voices started to fill the air, in whispers and yells.
They all sounded like they were saying the same thing.
"Baylaa, Saronia, magic, evil, dark, help her. She needs help, help her!"
Michael covered his ears, for the sound of the voices hurt.
Then he saw Baylaa start to fall, he reached for her but she sank into the ground.
He then heard the nay of a horse and it all went black.
"Saronia!!!" Michael yelled, flying up, out of his bed.
His jantung was pounding and he was sweating something horrible.
He fell back onto the bed. "Just a dream..." He calmed himself.
He looked outside at the beautiful moonlit sky, gazing at the stars.
He knew it was just a dream, but something about it was strange.
Who was this Baylaa?? He knew that she was a beautiful young girl, but he had this strange wanting. A wanting to know lebih about the girl.
But he didn't even know for sure if she even existed.
But what did the voices mean?? Help her, what did it mean??
What was her problem??
And what did it have to do with Saronia??
He decided that he needed to visit his horse, to get his mind off of this strange nightmarish dream.
He opened the lumbung, gudang and walked to her stall.
"Saronia..." He whispered.
She opened her eyes and looked up at him.
"Hello sweet heart."
She stood up and slowly walked to him.
He looked at her. "I just had the strangest dream."
She tilted her head to the side, like she was wanting him to tell her about it.
"You wanna hear, don't you??"
She nodded a bit. He blinked, but then just shook it off.
"Alright, well anda were there, and it was this field. It was really pretty. Then some girl came up and berkata that her name was Baylaa."
Saronia jumped back a bit, startled.
"What?? Do anda know this Baylaa??"
She just stood there.
"Why am I asking you?? anda don't remember people."
She looked at him, but then back down.
"Anyways, all these voices came up saying help her and that she needs help. It was really scary in a way. But then I woke up screaming your name."
He stroked her mane.
"Now what would I do if I lost you??"
He then perked up.
"We should go riding tomorrow!! I can tampil anda around Neverland!! Would anda like that??"
She nayed and nodded.
"I thought so. Hm. I hope anda know how to respond to being rode."
She just playfully nipped at a few of his curls.
He started laughing. "Hey! Now now!"
She stopped and looked at him.
He would have swore that her eye twinkled, kind of weird saying that there wasn't any light in the barn.
"Alright, well thanks for cheering me up. I'm going back to bed. Night Saronia."
He stroked her nose and left.
Saronia watched as he left and shut the doors once again.
She laid down and went to sleep.
What was the meaning of that dream???
My History Starts when i was 4 years old and my parents were whatching tv and then appears Thriller on Tv.
I was really scared but i really loved the song.
Then when i was 5 years old my aunt gave me a MJ cd with all his musik video (i specially fell in cinta with the "Bad" musik video, i think he looks so sexy in it) I was obssesed with that cd, i even used to listen it every day.
Then i forgot Michael's musik for years.
But now i am a huge fan of his music, im in cinta with him.
I feel embarrassed to say to my friends that i cinta MJ so its a secret. Well thats all
PS: sorry for my english but my original language its spanish
I was really scared but i really loved the song.
Then when i was 5 years old my aunt gave me a MJ cd with all his musik video (i specially fell in cinta with the "Bad" musik video, i think he looks so sexy in it) I was obssesed with that cd, i even used to listen it every day.
Then i forgot Michael's musik for years.
But now i am a huge fan of his music, im in cinta with him.
I feel embarrassed to say to my friends that i cinta MJ so its a secret. Well thats all
PS: sorry for my english but my original language its spanish
It all started when I was 7 years old. Somewhere in the bulan of June atau July, I got news that Michael Jackson had died. I didn't care much at that time. Life went on as usual for me. Them my dad upgraded his car and one hari gave me a lift in it. I turned on the musik player. The first song? Thriller(the song). I fell in cinta with it...
Then only had I realized who Michael Jackson was. My dad still had lebih songs. I listened to them all.
As soon as the player struck Little Susie, my dad would change the song. I did not know why. I downloaded Little Susie and listened. After the song was over, my eyes were waterfalls. The song was absolutely gloomy. I researched the story and finally ended up here on this site. Only fanpop gave me a reasonable explanation for Little Susie.
I created my own account on this site, just to praise him...
He shall live in my jantung forever...
Then only had I realized who Michael Jackson was. My dad still had lebih songs. I listened to them all.
As soon as the player struck Little Susie, my dad would change the song. I did not know why. I downloaded Little Susie and listened. After the song was over, my eyes were waterfalls. The song was absolutely gloomy. I researched the story and finally ended up here on this site. Only fanpop gave me a reasonable explanation for Little Susie.
I created my own account on this site, just to praise him...
He shall live in my jantung forever...
Michael Joseph Jackson was an American singer, songwriter, record producer, dancer, and actor. Called the King of Pop, his contributions to musik and dance, along with his publicized personal life, made