Michael finished setting the table and slowly began to make his way upstairs towards the footsteps. Michael's heart began to beat faster and faster as he got closer and closer to the second floor. The footsteps began to get louder and louder as michael got closer. Once on the second floor i realized that the footsteps were coming from a room down at the end of the hallway. Michael slowly made his way down the hallway towards the room where the footsteps were coming from. By the time he reached the door, the footsteps were so loud, they were making his ears start to ring from them being so loud. By this time michael was shaking beyond belief. Michael gently placed his hand on the door knob. "Okay on the count of three...ill open the door....one....two.............THREE." Michael quickly pushed the door open, when he did, the footsteps stopped. Slowly, michael peered into the room to see nothing was there but an old rocking chair and an old chest. Michael was confused, "I know i just heard footsteps....no one was in the house but me...so then the house must be.....no...no this house isnt haunted thats impossiable." Michael laughed to himself. As he walked back downstairs to finish dinner he told himself that since the house was old, that his mind was making him think that it was all in his head. Sounds like a good explaintion...but sadly thats far from it......................................
part 3 coming soon!!!! :)
Sorry its so short but im making the parts short on purpose so there will be more parts. I plan to post parts to this until halloween night because i want to finish it on halloween :)
part 3 coming soon!!!! :)
Sorry its so short but im making the parts short on purpose so there will be more parts. I plan to post parts to this until halloween night because i want to finish it on halloween :)
Michael and Quincy sat in the room, listening to the tapes that were recorded just a few hours ago. It was unclear what Quincy thought, but Michael felt the grown up and disco feel it had. " This is gonna sell." He mumbled excitedly. Quincy nodded in agreement before standing up. " Hey Mike, I gotta go, my wife Peggy is waiting for me. And so is her shrimp gumbo. See ya later Funky." He left.
Now I was alone, with nobody to be found. So, I packed up everything and left. Mother was probably get worried, so I called my driver to get me home, since my car was in the shop getting repainted.
Now I was alone, with nobody to be found. So, I packed up everything and left. Mother was probably get worried, so I called my driver to get me home, since my car was in the shop getting repainted.
Dear Michael Jackson
I know you aren't here with us now, and heaven took you to soon. If only you could read this, I want you to know that we your fans will never forget you or your amazing legacy. I continue to play your music in my car, and when I am at home at times. You run across my mind everyday, and not a day goes by that I don't think about you or your amazing legacy. Your music pulls me out of my darkest hours, and brightens them, and I am so blessed I met so many people here at the Michael Jackson Fanpop Club. I am writing from my heart, and I just want you to know how much we love and miss you Michael.
~ Love, Cody.
I know you aren't here with us now, and heaven took you to soon. If only you could read this, I want you to know that we your fans will never forget you or your amazing legacy. I continue to play your music in my car, and when I am at home at times. You run across my mind everyday, and not a day goes by that I don't think about you or your amazing legacy. Your music pulls me out of my darkest hours, and brightens them, and I am so blessed I met so many people here at the Michael Jackson Fanpop Club. I am writing from my heart, and I just want you to know how much we love and miss you Michael.
~ Love, Cody.