It was another hari without Michael. Wait until it's a year. My phone rung "Hello. This is depression you're calling. What anda want?" I groaned "Hey , single lady. It's Danny." He answered. I quickly hung up the phone. It rung again "What do anda want from me?" I moaned "I got something for anda , babe." He berkata as I quickly woke up "First. I'm not your babe. Secondly. What did anda get?" I asked as he chuckled "I'm coming over today." He whispered as I looked at the phone like: The fuck. I hung up and stayed in tempat tidur drinking a glass of Whiskey as the door opened "Danny , what have anda brought for me?" I asked as Danny smiled at me "A job!" He berkata enthusiastic about it "Why? We're not together." I asked as he looked at me with those poisonous eyes of his "You've always wanted to be a journalist. So , I got anda a job at New York Times newspaper as a journalist. Isn't that great?" Danny berkata as my face lit up with a smile. I've always wanted to be a journalist. I quickly got up to take a shower. I kissed Danny on the cheek "Thank You." I whispered. During my mandi, shower , Danny was at the door "I'm in here." I berkata but he barged in there anyway "You know I miss anda so much." Danny whispered as I put on a towel and stepped out of the shower. I walked past him "That's nice to know." I sarcastically komentar "You don't feel the same way?" He worried. I closedtthe door while he rambled on and on about how it used to be when we were together "Danny , I broke up with anda because I thought anda were to snooty and selfish. I'm not sorry for that. Now I have a man who is ten times better than you. In size and personality." I explained. I took Michael's truck keys and drove to the building. I walked in and saw a man waiting , I shook his hand "You must be The Great Nesha Reed. Danny's berkata a whole lot about you." He berkata as I blushed. We walked in the building and it was the busiest place I've seen. People and printers working to the death. menulis stories and filing them out.
"Wow" I whispered in amazement "We're very busy. menulis stories is a complex art." He said.
We walked into his office "Please. Sit. My name's Harold." He introduced himself as I sat down. He asked me a few pertanyaan and also started flirting with me "You're an amazingly beautiful woman. Do anda have a man?" Harold asked , his foot rubbing the tip of my shoes. I slid it away swiftly "Yes. I do but he's somewhere else." I berkata while he bit his bottom lip , checking me out , I got up quickly "Can anda tell if I got the job atau not?" I asked as he looked through my record "Yep. It looks like you've got the job. Congratulations. anda start tomorrow." He berkata , shaking my hand. I walked out of the building and into the truck. I stopped oleh a Greek restaurant to get a gyro, giro and fries. I sat down selanjutnya to the window. Looking out of the window and I kid anda not , everybody were all lovey dovey. Guys ciuman their girlfriends and couples walking hand in hand atau either buying gifts for each other. I started feeling gloomy as a tear ran down my face "Sorrowful , isn't it. Makes anda feel like you're the loneliest person in the galaxy." A voice berkata as I turned around to see it was a sexy boy in front "Yeah , it does something to your heart." I sniffled "Is this kursi taken?" He asked as I nodded "No. No , sit." I berkata as he sat across from me. I could tell he was Arab because of his accent which was kind of attractive "Are anda in a relationship?" He asked as I chuckled "You sound just like my boss. Um...yes but he's somewhere else." I berkata as he introduced himself "I'm sorry I didn't tell anda my name. I'm Asad. anda are?" He asked me as I stared at him like it was a dream. He was like Michael. Polite and Handsome. I came back to reality "Nesha." I replied.
Asad and I walked with each other down the street. I loved his accent and his face. He had a five o'clock shadow and the lightest eyes. They were grey. Our conversation was so long , we lost track of time. Just like me and Michael used to. I was falling in cinta with.....No! I can't be falling in cinta with him. I was already in cinta with Michael.
.........But then again.
"Wow" I whispered in amazement "We're very busy. menulis stories is a complex art." He said.
We walked into his office "Please. Sit. My name's Harold." He introduced himself as I sat down. He asked me a few pertanyaan and also started flirting with me "You're an amazingly beautiful woman. Do anda have a man?" Harold asked , his foot rubbing the tip of my shoes. I slid it away swiftly "Yes. I do but he's somewhere else." I berkata while he bit his bottom lip , checking me out , I got up quickly "Can anda tell if I got the job atau not?" I asked as he looked through my record "Yep. It looks like you've got the job. Congratulations. anda start tomorrow." He berkata , shaking my hand. I walked out of the building and into the truck. I stopped oleh a Greek restaurant to get a gyro, giro and fries. I sat down selanjutnya to the window. Looking out of the window and I kid anda not , everybody were all lovey dovey. Guys ciuman their girlfriends and couples walking hand in hand atau either buying gifts for each other. I started feeling gloomy as a tear ran down my face "Sorrowful , isn't it. Makes anda feel like you're the loneliest person in the galaxy." A voice berkata as I turned around to see it was a sexy boy in front "Yeah , it does something to your heart." I sniffled "Is this kursi taken?" He asked as I nodded "No. No , sit." I berkata as he sat across from me. I could tell he was Arab because of his accent which was kind of attractive "Are anda in a relationship?" He asked as I chuckled "You sound just like my boss. Um...yes but he's somewhere else." I berkata as he introduced himself "I'm sorry I didn't tell anda my name. I'm Asad. anda are?" He asked me as I stared at him like it was a dream. He was like Michael. Polite and Handsome. I came back to reality "Nesha." I replied.
Asad and I walked with each other down the street. I loved his accent and his face. He had a five o'clock shadow and the lightest eyes. They were grey. Our conversation was so long , we lost track of time. Just like me and Michael used to. I was falling in cinta with.....No! I can't be falling in cinta with him. I was already in cinta with Michael.
.........But then again.
The Man who made HIStory
He was once a small-time boy
with big musical promise and big voice
got him to be one of the biggest entertainers ever.
He has the jantung the size of Russia,
the musik gift of Apollo,
the wisdom of an African elephant,
and the grace and beauty of a swan.
He stunned the world with his timeless, classic works of art.
He fought through his darkest times,
from the difficult times that he had as a child
to the false accusations he was innocent.
Despite that, he remained tough
He was only child-like, not childish.
He shocked the world when he left us and this earth
He may be gone, but we will never forget you.
He was once a small-time boy
with big musical promise and big voice
got him to be one of the biggest entertainers ever.
He has the jantung the size of Russia,
the musik gift of Apollo,
the wisdom of an African elephant,
and the grace and beauty of a swan.
He stunned the world with his timeless, classic works of art.
He fought through his darkest times,
from the difficult times that he had as a child
to the false accusations he was innocent.
Despite that, he remained tough
He was only child-like, not childish.
He shocked the world when he left us and this earth
He may be gone, but we will never forget you.
i argee with anda a 100 percent its not about how much stuff anda own that's about michael atau how many buku anda have about michael its about L-O-V-E that anda have for michael and the respect that anda have for him yes i have been a fan of michael for 3 years now almost 4 years i read alot of buku about him only the true ones and i have cd's that i own that i listen to alot i listen and read his buku and listen to his musik is because its really good and i enjoy them although my family isnt a fan of him doesnt matter to me i cinta michael as a person not a enterainer like anda berkata if michael was still here it would be so awesome if i had a full conversation with him about nothing but acak things and just have fun
many people questioned michael on how could children be aman, brankas at his 27,000 acre ranch for instinces martin bashir he came into michael's life as a trustworthy person somebody that michael could share some of his personal life with but as the interview went on martin was making some side komentar behind michael's back saying how could children be aman, brankas in this 27,000 anger ranch and that he was scared for there safety as time went on michael watched the interview when it aired on tv after viewing it he was left devastaed and angry at such horrible remarks from somebody he trusted and spoken to after the horrible nightmare came to an end michael again had nobody to trust completly many interviews that michael has diberikan they tried to break him down oleh trying to bring up the past about the allegastions againt gavin and jordie they thought that they reached a breaking point in him a point to were they thought that they won too be continued