Майкл Джексон

Looking ou across the night-time
The city winks a sleepless eye
Hear her voice shake my window
Sweet seducing sighs

Get me out into the night-time
Four walls won't hold me tonight
If this town is just an apple
Then let me take a bite

If they say: Why, why?
Tell them that is human nature
Why, why does he do me that way?

If they say: Why, why?
Tell them that is human nature
Why, why does he do me that way?

Reaching out to touch a stranger
Electric eyes are everywhere
See that girl, she knows I'm watching
She likes the way I stare

If they say: Why, why?
Tell them that is human nature
Why, why does he do me that way?...

(Story takes place from the jacksons era to Bad Era)


I remember the dia like it was just yesterday the dia I feel in amor with the man of my dreams Michael Jackson yes that's right Michael Jackson. he started out as my best friend the ano was 1976 and my dad had been a co producer for the jacksons verity show and I got to come along since I was on summer brake and that's actually how me and MJ met. I remember when I first met him and his brothers I was so shy I have always been shy ever since I was little I wouldn't talk to anybody I would just smile and nod if some said anything to me but...

Another dia finally passed and it was time for Michael to go back início to Neverland. He was so excited, because after spending some quality time with Prince and Paris he would be going to Veronica's work to meet her once again. During the entire plane trip Michael basically did nothing except for hearing Frank snore but think of Veronica. He wondered what her reaction would be when they do meet again? Then his mind keep rewinding back to that dia he saw her two days ago. She looked stunning in her warm ivory casaco and scarf, her perfect curly hair placed exactly right that framed her face beautifully....

It was muggy and escuro, nublado as 28 ano old michael jackson pulled up to his new civil war era mansion. The house was two stories high, made of white brick, and surrounded por a canopy of oak trees. Vines growing all around and over its coloums. "This place looks kinda creepy." Michael thought to himself as he made his way up the worn brick pathway leading to the house. When michael walked in the door made a loud creaking noise.

The inside was stunning, michael had just had it fixed up so he could mover it. All the hardwood flooring had been restored, a big glorious chandiller hung in the enterance...