"Saronia, wait!!" Michael called after her. But it was no use. She was already too far.
Michael couldn't help but wonder about what Doug had said. All sorts of perguntas running through his mind.
Baylaa isn't dead?? Saronia was right about Doug. A white creature running from her house....... Could it have been Saronia?? Ugh, what is going!?
Michael paced back and forth. He couldn't stay focused on anything.
He decided to try and lure her back so he went and gathered many apples. Pouring them into a large barrel and heading for the wooded area that she ran to.
Later..
Michael wiped the sweat off of his forehead. He had made a trail of apples throughout Neverland in hopes of bringing Saronia back.
He sat down in a chair and waited patiently. Suddenly a galloping horse came running por him, grabbing the barrel he had used and ran back into the woods.
"Hey!!" He yelled trying to run after her, but lost his breath and sat on the ground Indian style.
After about and hora or so he decided to go see what she had done with the barrel. He was surprised to find her walking his way pulling a barrel full of apples. He gave her a curious look as he watched her.
It seemed as though she winked at him and continued on with what she was doing.
She stopped and and turned to the barrel. She started picking them out one por one, and laying them on the ground in rows.
Michael watched as she done this, intrigued por her ways. She never took the chance to eat any of the apples. She just kept lining them up.
Michael was nodding his head sleepily as the dia was nearing an end and the sun started to set. as cores of red, pink, purple, and yellow covered the once blue sky, showing that it was nearing the rise of the moon and twinkling stars.
Saronia sat the final maçã, apple in place as the sun vanished in the horizon.
She ran over to a nearby fogo pit and lit a stick. She ran back and lit all of the lanterns around the area.
She nudged Michael to get up. He stood up and stretched. She nudged him again, showing that she wanted to show him something.
She led him to the Giving árvore and ushered him up it. He was confused but climbed anyways.
Once he reached the topo, início his eyes examined the apples. At first he didn't see it. But then he could make out her message.
It read I am Baylaa. He couldn't believe his eyes.
He climbed down and stared at Saronia. She nodded at him, telling him that it was true.
Michael was speechless, he was gob smacked.
Saronia knew what was coming seguinte so she layed on the ground in-front of him.
Michael fainted.........
Michael couldn't help but wonder about what Doug had said. All sorts of perguntas running through his mind.
Baylaa isn't dead?? Saronia was right about Doug. A white creature running from her house....... Could it have been Saronia?? Ugh, what is going!?
Michael paced back and forth. He couldn't stay focused on anything.
He decided to try and lure her back so he went and gathered many apples. Pouring them into a large barrel and heading for the wooded area that she ran to.
Later..
Michael wiped the sweat off of his forehead. He had made a trail of apples throughout Neverland in hopes of bringing Saronia back.
He sat down in a chair and waited patiently. Suddenly a galloping horse came running por him, grabbing the barrel he had used and ran back into the woods.
"Hey!!" He yelled trying to run after her, but lost his breath and sat on the ground Indian style.
After about and hora or so he decided to go see what she had done with the barrel. He was surprised to find her walking his way pulling a barrel full of apples. He gave her a curious look as he watched her.
It seemed as though she winked at him and continued on with what she was doing.
She stopped and and turned to the barrel. She started picking them out one por one, and laying them on the ground in rows.
Michael watched as she done this, intrigued por her ways. She never took the chance to eat any of the apples. She just kept lining them up.
Michael was nodding his head sleepily as the dia was nearing an end and the sun started to set. as cores of red, pink, purple, and yellow covered the once blue sky, showing that it was nearing the rise of the moon and twinkling stars.
Saronia sat the final maçã, apple in place as the sun vanished in the horizon.
She ran over to a nearby fogo pit and lit a stick. She ran back and lit all of the lanterns around the area.
She nudged Michael to get up. He stood up and stretched. She nudged him again, showing that she wanted to show him something.
She led him to the Giving árvore and ushered him up it. He was confused but climbed anyways.
Once he reached the topo, início his eyes examined the apples. At first he didn't see it. But then he could make out her message.
It read I am Baylaa. He couldn't believe his eyes.
He climbed down and stared at Saronia. She nodded at him, telling him that it was true.
Michael was speechless, he was gob smacked.
Saronia knew what was coming seguinte so she layed on the ground in-front of him.
Michael fainted.........
Administrators John Branca and JohnMcClain gaining the coveted five percent of the money the estate, which has won after the dia of his death.
According to reports, one of two lawyers, namely Branca calls this rate to be paid to various charities, lawyers, and of course his children.
The hearing is set for Jan. 4.
Finally, rumors indicate that the amount is the amount of $ 100 million, after selling the rights to the film «This is it», and the disk.
I really think that June 25th should be Michael Jackson dia because he was the best entertainer who ever lived. He changed the way we listen to music, watch música video's, and he helped over 40 charities, and I just think he totally deserves a holiday dedicated to him. On this day, música channel's, such as mtv and VH1, should play his música video's all day, non-stop, and people around the world should honor the King Of Pop, Michael Jackson. por having a "Michael Jackson Day," mais and mais people will learn about his awesome música and dance moves, and Michael will live on forever. Let Me Know What You Think about "Michael Jackson Day!" ;)
While I was in Social Studies class today, this thought about learning about Michael's música and life came into my head. I think it would be so cool if we got to learn about Michael in Social Studies class (or History, whatever you would like to call it...) I really think we should learn about Michael because he was a música legend, he changed the way we listen to music, and he had an amazing life. I also think that if teenagers would learn about Michael's awesome dancing and music, Michael can become popular once again and The King Of Pop will live on. Let Me Know What You Think! ;)
I'd like to be yours
Tomorrow
So I'm giving you some time
To think it over today
But you can't take my blues away
No matter what you say, hey
You can't take my blues away
No matter what you say
What you say, hey, babe
Hey, babe
What's your thinking
No darlin'
It won't, won't change my mind
But you can't take my blues away
Now tell me what you say, babe
You can't take my blues away
No matter what you say
What you say, hey, babe
This way I feel
I know that's it's true
Because it's for you
You know that it's true
But you try to be
Hard to resist
I ask what it's for
You know you close the door
(No no, no no)
Yeah
(No no, no no)
Tell me what you say, babe
Say, yeah, babe
You can't take my blues away
Tell me what you say
What you say, yeah, babe
I've got the power
Doin' it out
Say anything
'Cause I've got this feeling
Say I
I've got the power
Come on
Yeah
Come on
Tomorrow
So I'm giving you some time
To think it over today
But you can't take my blues away
No matter what you say, hey
You can't take my blues away
No matter what you say
What you say, hey, babe
Hey, babe
What's your thinking
No darlin'
It won't, won't change my mind
But you can't take my blues away
Now tell me what you say, babe
You can't take my blues away
No matter what you say
What you say, hey, babe
This way I feel
I know that's it's true
Because it's for you
You know that it's true
But you try to be
Hard to resist
I ask what it's for
You know you close the door
(No no, no no)
Yeah
(No no, no no)
Tell me what you say, babe
Say, yeah, babe
You can't take my blues away
Tell me what you say
What you say, yeah, babe
I've got the power
Doin' it out
Say anything
'Cause I've got this feeling
Say I
I've got the power
Come on
Yeah
Come on
She's out of my life
She's out of my life
And I don't know whether to laugh or cry
I don't know whether to live or die
And it cuts like a knife
She's out of my life
It's out of my hands
It's out of my hands
To think for two years she was here
And I took her for granted I was so cavalier
Now the way that it stands
She's out of my hands
So I've learned that love's not possession
And I've learned that amor won't wait
Now I've learned that amor needs expression
But I learned too late
She's out of my life
She's out of my life
Damned indecision and cursed pride
Kept my amor for her locked deep inside
And it cuts like a knife
She's out of my life
She's out of my life
And I don't know whether to laugh or cry
I don't know whether to live or die
And it cuts like a knife
She's out of my life
It's out of my hands
It's out of my hands
To think for two years she was here
And I took her for granted I was so cavalier
Now the way that it stands
She's out of my hands
So I've learned that love's not possession
And I've learned that amor won't wait
Now I've learned that amor needs expression
But I learned too late
She's out of my life
She's out of my life
Damned indecision and cursed pride
Kept my amor for her locked deep inside
And it cuts like a knife
She's out of my life