"Is this your friend?" Michael asked.
"Yes." Harvey replied.
"Is she okay?"
"I don't know. I heard Matron Helen taking her down here with a metal rod this morning and I haven't seen her since."
Michael moved closer to the girl on the floor. She looked like she was unconcious.
"What's her name?"
"Rosabel Diamond."
He crouched down beside her and examined her body. Rosabel had bad bruises on her arms and legs and she had dried blood around a large cut on her forehead.
"Rosabel?" Michael said quietly, shaking her slightly. "Rosabel? Rosabel!"
"Is she alright?" Harvey asked nervously.
"Um..."
"She isn't, is she!"
"Harvey, I'm gonna need you to get me a blanket. Can you do that for me?"
"We don't have any though."
"Really? That's not right. Never mind though."
Michael took off the blue jacket he was wearing and wrapped Rosbael in it then he picked her up and carried her in his arms.
"Where are you going?" Harvey asked, as Michael walked towards the door.
"I'm taking her to the hospital. Are you gonna come?"
Harvey nodded and took Michael out the back door again and Michael took the two children to his red Mercedes across the street where a chauffeur was waiting.
"Is everything okay, sir?" The chauffer asked as Michael and Harvey got in.
"Change of plan, Bill. We need to get to the hospital right away."
"No problem." Bill said, starting the engine.
"You have your own driver?" Harvey whispered.
"Yes, I do." Michael whispered back.
"That's amazing!"
Michael chuckled and held Rosabel close in his lap. He could feel her breathing, but they were small, fast breaths, almost like it was painful for her to breathe. Michael wanted to cry. Seeing a child so young and so hurt broke his heart.
After ten minutes the red Mercedes pulled up in front of the local hospital. Michael and Harvey quickly got out and jogged through the automatic front door. To Michael's delight, there weren't that many people around, so he didn't to worry about huge crowds of fans surrounding him. Michael dashed to the reception desk and asked where the childrens ward was then went up to the third floor in a lift with Harvey. Once on the childrens ward, a nurse a did a couple of quick tests on Rosabel then took her into a small room with a single white bed, a little table and some stuffed animals. Then the nurse put an oxygen mask on Rosabel, put a bandage on the wound on her head and hooked her up to machine which showed her heart rate and oxygen levels.
"Will she be okay?" Michael asked.
"If everything goes well, then she should be fine in a couple of weeks." The nurse replied.
"Alright then. Lets go Harvey."
"Aren't you gonna take your jacket?" Harvey asked Michael.
"No. Rosabel can keep it."
"Yes." Harvey replied.
"Is she okay?"
"I don't know. I heard Matron Helen taking her down here with a metal rod this morning and I haven't seen her since."
Michael moved closer to the girl on the floor. She looked like she was unconcious.
"What's her name?"
"Rosabel Diamond."
He crouched down beside her and examined her body. Rosabel had bad bruises on her arms and legs and she had dried blood around a large cut on her forehead.
"Rosabel?" Michael said quietly, shaking her slightly. "Rosabel? Rosabel!"
"Is she alright?" Harvey asked nervously.
"Um..."
"She isn't, is she!"
"Harvey, I'm gonna need you to get me a blanket. Can you do that for me?"
"We don't have any though."
"Really? That's not right. Never mind though."
Michael took off the blue jacket he was wearing and wrapped Rosbael in it then he picked her up and carried her in his arms.
"Where are you going?" Harvey asked, as Michael walked towards the door.
"I'm taking her to the hospital. Are you gonna come?"
Harvey nodded and took Michael out the back door again and Michael took the two children to his red Mercedes across the street where a chauffeur was waiting.
"Is everything okay, sir?" The chauffer asked as Michael and Harvey got in.
"Change of plan, Bill. We need to get to the hospital right away."
"No problem." Bill said, starting the engine.
"You have your own driver?" Harvey whispered.
"Yes, I do." Michael whispered back.
"That's amazing!"
Michael chuckled and held Rosabel close in his lap. He could feel her breathing, but they were small, fast breaths, almost like it was painful for her to breathe. Michael wanted to cry. Seeing a child so young and so hurt broke his heart.
After ten minutes the red Mercedes pulled up in front of the local hospital. Michael and Harvey quickly got out and jogged through the automatic front door. To Michael's delight, there weren't that many people around, so he didn't to worry about huge crowds of fans surrounding him. Michael dashed to the reception desk and asked where the childrens ward was then went up to the third floor in a lift with Harvey. Once on the childrens ward, a nurse a did a couple of quick tests on Rosabel then took her into a small room with a single white bed, a little table and some stuffed animals. Then the nurse put an oxygen mask on Rosabel, put a bandage on the wound on her head and hooked her up to machine which showed her heart rate and oxygen levels.
"Will she be okay?" Michael asked.
"If everything goes well, then she should be fine in a couple of weeks." The nurse replied.
"Alright then. Lets go Harvey."
"Aren't you gonna take your jacket?" Harvey asked Michael.
"No. Rosabel can keep it."
Verse 1:
Looking out
Across the nighttime
The city winks a sleepless eye
Hear her voice
Shake my window
Sweet seducing sighs
Verse 2:
Get me out
Into the nighttime
Four walls won't hold me tonight
If this town
Is just an apple
Then let me take a bite
Chorus:
If they say
Why, why, tell 'em that it's human nature
Why, why, does he do me that way
if they say-
Why, why, tell 'em that it's human nature
Why, why, does he do me that way
Verse 3:
Reaching out
To touch a stranger
Electric eyes are ev'rywhere
See that girl
She knows I'm watching
She likes the way I stare
Chorus
I like lovin' this way
I like lovin' this way
Verse 4:
Looking out
Across the morning
Where the city's heart begins to beat
Reaching out
I touch her shoulder
I'm dreaming at the Street
Chorus
Looking out
Across the nighttime
The city winks a sleepless eye
Hear her voice
Shake my window
Sweet seducing sighs
Verse 2:
Get me out
Into the nighttime
Four walls won't hold me tonight
If this town
Is just an apple
Then let me take a bite
Chorus:
If they say
Why, why, tell 'em that it's human nature
Why, why, does he do me that way
if they say-
Why, why, tell 'em that it's human nature
Why, why, does he do me that way
Verse 3:
Reaching out
To touch a stranger
Electric eyes are ev'rywhere
See that girl
She knows I'm watching
She likes the way I stare
Chorus
I like lovin' this way
I like lovin' this way
Verse 4:
Looking out
Across the morning
Where the city's heart begins to beat
Reaching out
I touch her shoulder
I'm dreaming at the Street
Chorus
Originally posted May 3rd 2010 8:25 PM PDT by TMZ Staff
God help anyone who uses a picture of Michael Jackson to hawk their products, because the licensee of MJ's image is going after some new companies with a vengeance.
Bravado International Group -- which markets all things Michael -- is suing T-Line Design, Inc. based in Oregon.
According to the federal suit, obtained by TMZ, T-Line is downright "defiant," sardonically writing a blog that says, "...it SUCKS TOTAL BOLLOCKS when people steal those creations..."
The suit seeks $750 for each image illegally used, as well as statutory damages of $150,000.
Bravado filed two other infringement suits today against two other companies for unauthorized MJ
Read more: link
God help anyone who uses a picture of Michael Jackson to hawk their products, because the licensee of MJ's image is going after some new companies with a vengeance.
Bravado International Group -- which markets all things Michael -- is suing T-Line Design, Inc. based in Oregon.
According to the federal suit, obtained by TMZ, T-Line is downright "defiant," sardonically writing a blog that says, "...it SUCKS TOTAL BOLLOCKS when people steal those creations..."
The suit seeks $750 for each image illegally used, as well as statutory damages of $150,000.
Bravado filed two other infringement suits today against two other companies for unauthorized MJ
Read more: link
like your charm, your face,
just everything.
But the thing I think of the most
is that smile of yours.
Everytime I see it,
my heart skips a beat
and my thoughts get lost in it.
Your smile gives me butterflys in my stomach.
Your smile makes angels sing, a song that fills the streets.
Without that smile,
there is no joy in this world.
No one can replace it.
There is no mistake that when you smile,
that wonderful, beautiful smile,
the world turns into a better place.
To: My LOVE, Michael Joseph Jackson
By: Gracie
