"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."
Blazing 'Cross The Evening Sky
Gone Too Soon
Like A Rainbow
Fading In The Twinkling Of An Eye
Gone Too Soon
Shiny And Sparkly
And Splendidly Bright
Here One Day
Gone One Night
Like The Loss Of Sunlight
On A Cloudy Afternoon
Gone Too Soon
Like A Castle
Built Upon A Sandy Beach
Gone Too Soon
Like A Perfect Flower
That Is Just Beyond Your Reach
Gone Too Soon
Born To Amuse, To Inspire, To Delight
Here One Day
Gone One Night
Like A Sunset
Dying With The Rising Of The Moon
Gone Too Soon
Gone Too Soon
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you know i think Michael really wanted to change the world. you can tell because of his songs like man in the mirror,heal the heal world,earth song,black or white,and they don't care about us. and it is so sad that he pasted and when i looked at the video they don't care about us i really started to cry becuase is was so happy to see all the people that loved him and saw him. i mean he was and still the king of pop. i mean Michael had kids,family, and fans and Michael song you are not alone in so meaningful atfer his death. :( I LOVE YOU MICHAEL!!!
Bass note, treble, stereo control, how low you go
Just enough to make your juices flow
Press play, don't stop, rotate, too hot
You feel I'm real
I'm everything you need, so tell me what's the deal
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don't overload
3D, high speed, feedback, Dolby
Release two or three, when I reach I can go 'till I hit my peak
Compact steelo, chico, D-Lo, highpost lady
Shorty really wanna be there for me
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Just enough to make your juices flow
Press play, don't stop, rotate, too hot
You feel I'm real
I'm everything you need, so tell me what's the deal
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don't overload
3D, high speed, feedback, Dolby
Release two or three, when I reach I can go 'till I hit my peak
Compact steelo, chico, D-Lo, highpost lady
Shorty really wanna be there for me
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
There were no albums bigger than Thriller and Bad, and Jackson seemed to be just entering his prime as an artist.
In hindsight, considering the astonishing heights he hit in the 1980s, maybe there was nowhere to go but down. On top of the world profeessionally, his persional affairs increasingly came under the microscope and seemed to gradually bleed the life and vibrancy out of the mercurial artist.
The new decade sarted off with Jackson in the studio, recording his new album, Dangerous. Jackson had recently signed a 15-years, six-record deal with sony, and if the singer was able to deliver sales numbers comparable to what he posted in the 1980s, the deal was estimated to have an earing power of up to $1 billion.
Dangerous got off to a great start-it debuted at number one and quickly outpaced the sales of Bad.
Here come ol' flat top
He come groovin' up slowly
He's got Joo Joo eyeball
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knees
Got to be a joker he just do what he please
He wear no shoeshine
He's got toe jam football
He's got monkey finger
He shoot Coca-Cola
He say "I know you, you know me"
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together
right now
over me
He bag production
He's got walrus gum-boot
He's got Ono sideboard
He one spinal cracker
He got feet down through his knees
Hold you in his armchair
You can feel his disease
Come together
right now
over me
He roller coaster
He's got early warning
He's got muddy water
He one Mojo filter
He say "One and one and one is three"
Got to be good looking
'cause he's so hard to see
Come together
right now
over me
He come groovin' up slowly
He's got Joo Joo eyeball
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knees
Got to be a joker he just do what he please
He wear no shoeshine
He's got toe jam football
He's got monkey finger
He shoot Coca-Cola
He say "I know you, you know me"
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together
right now
over me
He bag production
He's got walrus gum-boot
He's got Ono sideboard
He one spinal cracker
He got feet down through his knees
Hold you in his armchair
You can feel his disease
Come together
right now
over me
He roller coaster
He's got early warning
He's got muddy water
He one Mojo filter
He say "One and one and one is three"
Got to be good looking
'cause he's so hard to see
Come together
right now
over me