"Huh??...." i say "Your father is Michael Jackson" says mother
*in LA*
*phone rings* "Hello this is Janet Jackson" "Hi Aunt Janet" says a familiar voice "Paris! how are you?" "Im good...I need to ask you something though..." "Sure anything" "Have you ever had a feeling that we have an unknown relative???" "...Sometimes yes...why?" "Prince is having the same feeling..he even said that daddy had the same feelling..." "Wow..." "I called Aunt LaToya and she said the same thing..." "Well I dont know what to tell you...no one knows the future but God alone..." "Your right...well thats all i wanted to know" "Ok..i love you Paris" "Love you more..Bye!" "Bye bye" *hangs up phone* Paris is on her way to the living room until Prince calls for her "Hey can I talk to you for a minute?" "Sure Prince wassup?" "Its about the "supposingly" unknown relative" "Ok" "The feeling now its as if....she knows who she is now" "Oh so now its a girl? how can you be so sure?" "I dont know...look im just telling you what im feeling.." "Ok...did you get anything from the uncles or cousins?" asks Paris "Only a few felt the same..." says Prince..."Oh...Aunt Janet and Aunt LaToya said they felt the same" "Really? wow..." "Yeah...maybe we really do have an unknown relative...i wonder what relation" says Paris...Prince just shrugs his shoulders
*at home*
"THE Michael Jackson?!" i ask "Yes Kierra...THE one and ONLY Michael Jackson..." says Mother "Are you two just pulling my leg??" i ask "No..." "Oh my GOD!" i say ploping myself on my bed..."And he doesnt know right?" i ask "No he doesnt..." says Mom..."Perfect!" i say sarcasticly..."Im sorry I didnt tell you befo-" "STOP! you arent sorry mother! you would've told me this a long time ago if you didnt want me to feel this way!" i say with tears streaming down my face...Mother pulls me in for a hug to apologise but i pull away "Leave me ALONE!" there was nothing left to do..so Ren and Mother leave me be...i crawl into my bed without bothering to even put on my pjs...i cry myself to sleep..."Why??" i ask myself before falling asleep
To be Continued...
*in LA*
*phone rings* "Hello this is Janet Jackson" "Hi Aunt Janet" says a familiar voice "Paris! how are you?" "Im good...I need to ask you something though..." "Sure anything" "Have you ever had a feeling that we have an unknown relative???" "...Sometimes yes...why?" "Prince is having the same feeling..he even said that daddy had the same feelling..." "Wow..." "I called Aunt LaToya and she said the same thing..." "Well I dont know what to tell you...no one knows the future but God alone..." "Your right...well thats all i wanted to know" "Ok..i love you Paris" "Love you more..Bye!" "Bye bye" *hangs up phone* Paris is on her way to the living room until Prince calls for her "Hey can I talk to you for a minute?" "Sure Prince wassup?" "Its about the "supposingly" unknown relative" "Ok" "The feeling now its as if....she knows who she is now" "Oh so now its a girl? how can you be so sure?" "I dont know...look im just telling you what im feeling.." "Ok...did you get anything from the uncles or cousins?" asks Paris "Only a few felt the same..." says Prince..."Oh...Aunt Janet and Aunt LaToya said they felt the same" "Really? wow..." "Yeah...maybe we really do have an unknown relative...i wonder what relation" says Paris...Prince just shrugs his shoulders
*at home*
"THE Michael Jackson?!" i ask "Yes Kierra...THE one and ONLY Michael Jackson..." says Mother "Are you two just pulling my leg??" i ask "No..." "Oh my GOD!" i say ploping myself on my bed..."And he doesnt know right?" i ask "No he doesnt..." says Mom..."Perfect!" i say sarcasticly..."Im sorry I didnt tell you befo-" "STOP! you arent sorry mother! you would've told me this a long time ago if you didnt want me to feel this way!" i say with tears streaming down my face...Mother pulls me in for a hug to apologise but i pull away "Leave me ALONE!" there was nothing left to do..so Ren and Mother leave me be...i crawl into my bed without bothering to even put on my pjs...i cry myself to sleep..."Why??" i ask myself before falling asleep
To be Continued...
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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Paul Anka,Co-writer of ((This is it)).
