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posted by msmj2012
"Jasmine,wait! Where are you going?"

"I'm sorry, Michael, but I can't do this and I don't think that we should be friends anymore."

"What? Why?"

"Michael, please don't make this any harder than it has to be. Please respect my decision and don't call me again.", she said struggling not to cry.

"Jasmine, what's going on? Why are you doing this?",he demanded.

"I'm sorry, Michael, but this is just the way that it has to be. I have got to go.", she said losing the battle with the tears and she turned and ran in the house.

"Jasmine!", he cried and he tried to ran after her, but the maid walked outside informing him that he had a important phone call from his manager Frank Dileo and he cussed.

He did not want to take the call, but he knew that he had to take it. When he got on the phone, Frank told him that the dates for the Bad tour was set and they would be leaving in a week for Japan. Michael wanted to have a great show for the fans, so he told Frank to call all of the dancers and Tatiana and meet him at the studio in a hour for rehearsal. Out of the corner of his eye,he watched as Jasmine ran out of the gate to meet a taxi. He cussed again quietly and turned his attention back to Frank. After he was finished with Frank, he went back outside and told the party guests that the party was over. The kids protested, but they helped Michael and the maids clean up. Then Michael went upstairs to get changed for rehearsal.

When Jasmine came home, she walked in her room, flopped down on bed, and cried until she fell asleep. As she slept, she was haunted by dreams of Michael and everything that had happened that day. She could see the look in his eyes as he pleaded with her to stay. She did not want to hurt him, but she just could not deal with her feelings. So she took the coward's way out and ran away. The breakup with Greg had scarred her emotionally to the point that she was not sure if she could deal with another relationship. If she could not deal with the thought that Michael did not love her,how could they still be friends? She tossed and turned in her sleep. Finally she gave up on trying to sleep and walked out of her room. She went in to the living room and watched TV, hoping that it would make her sleepy again.

In her room, the phone began to ring. She went to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Jasmine?"

She sighed deeply and said,"Michael, what do you want?"

"We need to talk."

"No, I don't want to talk."

"Look, Jasmine-"

"We don't have anything to talk about."

"But,Jasmine-"

"Goodbye, Michael."

"Jasmine, please don't-"

She hung up the phone and went back to bed. She had done the right thing by ending their friendship., she told herself. So why did she feel like she was making the biggest mistake of her life by letting him go?

To Be Continued
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Michael can’t sleep as he sits on his couch with The Twilight Zone running in the background of the television. It seems like lately, he can’t sleep and it seems to be getting worse as he gets older. His mind wanders with thoughts, fears, hopes, and of course music. Well, that’s what his mind usually is thinking about, tonight it’s about Holly. Michael can’t seem to erase the thought of them kissing each other and how it felt tonight. One thing was for certain; he wanted more and it intimidated him. He looks at his watch that reads three thirty a.m. The only other person who would...
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The days turn into weeks, and the weeks turn into months to nearly a year as Michael is away in New York. Whenever he wasn’t rehearsing or in a costume fitting, his mind always shifted back to Holly – wondering what she was doing, if she was alright or happy. There were so many times he wanted to call and talk to her, but every time he would Diana would want to talk to him or ask him for his help with the dance steps. When she did, everything else seemed to slip away as he reverted back to that star struck eleven-year-old boy once again, pining over a woman whom he could never have –...
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So my story began when i was 5/6 years old, i was watching the TV when the show got interrupted by a breaking news that said "Famous Singer Michael Jackson Died at 50" i didn't think much of it and changed the channel.

Then my mom burst out of the room crying, i asked "what's the matter", she said "Michael Jackson died"
I got curious then ask "Who's Michael Jackson?" she told me what an amazing person and fantastic human being he was, and i said "How good are his musics, anyway?"
My mom then played my first MJ song, Black or White, i immediately fell in love with him and started listening to his...
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