Jennine turned and saw one of the security men from earlier. Blushing embarrassed at her behaviour she looked at the ground. Taking her arm the guard berkata to follow him. Jennine was terrified. She must really be in trouble now. After a ten menit walk they reached a room and she was told to wait inside. The room consisted of a soft velvet dipan, sofa trimmed in emas with red cushions. A emas meja complete with a overflowing bowl of fruit. This didn't look like somewhere anda would be punished. A lady entered and offered her some ice cold water which JENNINE accepted gratefully. Sitting in silence she sat there for what seemed forever. Angrily she started to think the very selanjutnya person she saw she was going to give them a piece of her mind. Just then the adjoining door opened. Starting to raise her voice JENNINE yelled "You gave no right to keep me here" A soft gentle voice behind her answered "Please feel free to leave if anda want" Jennine spun around and almost fainted. Standing there in all his glory was Michael Jackson. Still wearing his uniform. Jennine gasped loudly and Michael giggled. He was used to that reaction. Moving slowly towards Jennine he held out a soft slender hand. Jennine shakingly took his hand in hers. The touch of his flesh sent sparks of passion igniting all through her body. She gazed up at him. His dark eyes were heavily lined with black eyeliner and his long lashes coated with lashings of mascara. His mouth softly painted with red lipstick. His black hair was swept to one side off his forehead. He was breath takingly beautiful. Jennine wanted to run into his arms but composed herself.
I feel like a bintang has been pulled out of the sky,
Its left me cold, as recently the sky has become dimmer.
I felt your pain, but mine could never live up to the pain he has been through.
I will never again see Michael's smile light up my sky.
It will always be dark even when it's light.
Never again to hear him sing Dirty Diana atau see him dance, it was so magical.
To me the way he danced was different,
I didn't see the moves, only the passion I saw in his eyes.
Michael's cinta for the children of the world will never die.
Our, my brother of the sun, has been take away
but his music, cinta and kindness will alaways stay,
In my jantung forever,
Never again to die away.
Michael will still dance for me in my heart, all of our hearts and among the clouds.
The heavens will always hear forever and lebih Michael bernyanyi out loud proud.