Michael arrived at the hospital not knowing Diane's condition, or the condition of his unborn son. "please say their okay." Michael said as he walked into the lobby of the hospital. There he was met by Alicia, "Alicia have you heard anything?" Michael asked with tears in his eyes. "I just got here and all I know is she's being rushed into an emergency c-section." Alicia replied.
Alicia and Michael then headed up to the maturity ward where they sat and waited outside of the operating room where doctors desperately to save the baby. As they waited michael prayed like he never had before. "Please please don't let my son die.....please don't let him." michael cried so hard he was shaking. Alicia sat next to him and hugged him.
Meanwhile in the operating room the doctors worked as quickly as possible. After about almost a half an hour the doctors finally got the baby out, but there was a problem. The baby was blue and wasn't breathing. Almost all the doctor were just ready to pronouce the baby dead after doing CPR for 5 minutes. But one doctor wasn't going to give up that easy. "Keep trying!" the doctor command to the others. The doctor then rolled the baby over on it's side and began to pat it on the back, suddenly the baby began to cry and it's color began to go from blue to a healthy pink flesh color. " Get this baby to the NICU stat!" the doctor commanded as he handed the baby off another doctor who whisked the baby off to the NICU. After Diane was stitched up, the doctor headed out to tell Michael and Alicia the news....................
Part 8 coming soon........
Alicia and Michael then headed up to the maturity ward where they sat and waited outside of the operating room where doctors desperately to save the baby. As they waited michael prayed like he never had before. "Please please don't let my son die.....please don't let him." michael cried so hard he was shaking. Alicia sat next to him and hugged him.
Meanwhile in the operating room the doctors worked as quickly as possible. After about almost a half an hour the doctors finally got the baby out, but there was a problem. The baby was blue and wasn't breathing. Almost all the doctor were just ready to pronouce the baby dead after doing CPR for 5 minutes. But one doctor wasn't going to give up that easy. "Keep trying!" the doctor command to the others. The doctor then rolled the baby over on it's side and began to pat it on the back, suddenly the baby began to cry and it's color began to go from blue to a healthy pink flesh color. " Get this baby to the NICU stat!" the doctor commanded as he handed the baby off another doctor who whisked the baby off to the NICU. After Diane was stitched up, the doctor headed out to tell Michael and Alicia the news....................
Part 8 coming soon........
All Michael really wanted as an adult was to be a kid.To run round until your parents called you in,to ride your bike round town to just be a normal kid.Joe Jackson didn't give a damn about Michael.All he wanted was more money. Michael's older brothers Jermain and Jackie often bought girls back to the hotels they stayed at.We all know what happened after that.Then when michael became an adult,Those stupid tabloids said a load of crap about him.He was just trying to be the kid he never could be.Now hes dead. Martin bashisheadintoawall as i call him said some awful stuff to.We all miss you michael. i hope youv'e found your childhood.
Michael's P.O.V
When our private jet arrived in California, I was more than overjoyed. I could see my mother, sisters and Randy again and we could be together for the moment before Joseph made another gig. Honestly, this is much better than when we had to do those " chitlin circuits " we did in the mid 60s. Then, I was far away from those I enjoy most, I already see my brothers everyday.
Hayvenhurst seemed to glow more than usual, and I couldn't be more than excited to see them. I could rest with no interruptions and embrace my mother with all my might. I just hope that one day everything will stop at a pulsing halt; maybe have our family be together, not by default.
* Running out of ideas but I'll keep hanging on and let my creative juices flow! *
When our private jet arrived in California, I was more than overjoyed. I could see my mother, sisters and Randy again and we could be together for the moment before Joseph made another gig. Honestly, this is much better than when we had to do those " chitlin circuits " we did in the mid 60s. Then, I was far away from those I enjoy most, I already see my brothers everyday.
Hayvenhurst seemed to glow more than usual, and I couldn't be more than excited to see them. I could rest with no interruptions and embrace my mother with all my might. I just hope that one day everything will stop at a pulsing halt; maybe have our family be together, not by default.
* Running out of ideas but I'll keep hanging on and let my creative juices flow! *
A few months later...
Michael's P.O.V
I'm working on my first adulthood solo album with Quincy Jones ( whom I call Funky ). It's supposed to be a sign that I'm not a child anymore and that I'm completely capable of working without my brothers under my wing, and my father taking charge of all my actions.
At least with Quincy, I know that he thinks that I can be a successful solo artist. And then there is other reasons too. I want to be known more than another black artist. I want to overcome those color barriers. And being stuck in the same R&B chart isn't fun either. I want to break that streak too. I also want to be became better known outside the United States, I want to thrive outside America and explore and get a bigger fan base. I know it's a lot of expectations but I know it'll all happen someday....
Sorry it's so short, just having a mild writers block. I'll be sure to make it longer next time though. <3 Hugs and Kisses
Michael's P.O.V
I'm working on my first adulthood solo album with Quincy Jones ( whom I call Funky ). It's supposed to be a sign that I'm not a child anymore and that I'm completely capable of working without my brothers under my wing, and my father taking charge of all my actions.
At least with Quincy, I know that he thinks that I can be a successful solo artist. And then there is other reasons too. I want to be known more than another black artist. I want to overcome those color barriers. And being stuck in the same R&B chart isn't fun either. I want to break that streak too. I also want to be became better known outside the United States, I want to thrive outside America and explore and get a bigger fan base. I know it's a lot of expectations but I know it'll all happen someday....
Sorry it's so short, just having a mild writers block. I'll be sure to make it longer next time though. <3 Hugs and Kisses
