"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."
WE WANT HIS VIDEOS BACK, VEVO!
Yummy and Sexy
My best friend died because of a horrible situation,
My best friend died of lack of a friend not caring,
My best friend died cause of all the stuff he was bearing,
My best friend died of all the hatred,
My best friend died knowing that he was sacred,
My best friend died, My best friend died,
And he was heard worldwide,
My best friend died so soon,
My best friend died with the walk on the moon,
My best friend died with a never ending depart,
My best friend died leaving a hole in my heart,
My best friend died a fast one,
My best friend was Michael Jackson.
Ok I know a lot of you fans don't know how to moonwalk and want to learn am I right? Well here are instructions on how to moonwalk :D
The moonwalk is a dance technique that presents the illusion of the dancer being pulled backwards while attempting to walk forward. Now start with putting foot#1 on its toes and by putting all of your weight on that foot. While leaning on foot#1, slide foot#2 backward. Next, put foot#2 on its toes and put your weight on that foot while making foot#1 flat on the floor. While all of your weight os on foot#2, slide foot #1 backward. And just keep trading positions like that. Repeat, repeat, repeat... And in the words of MJ "Don't stop 'til you get enough"
*No guarantee that you will be as good as MJ*
*Sorry if these instructions aren't clear but it's the best description I can give :)*
The moonwalk is a dance technique that presents the illusion of the dancer being pulled backwards while attempting to walk forward. Now start with putting foot#1 on its toes and by putting all of your weight on that foot. While leaning on foot#1, slide foot#2 backward. Next, put foot#2 on its toes and put your weight on that foot while making foot#1 flat on the floor. While all of your weight os on foot#2, slide foot #1 backward. And just keep trading positions like that. Repeat, repeat, repeat... And in the words of MJ "Don't stop 'til you get enough"
*No guarantee that you will be as good as MJ*
*Sorry if these instructions aren't clear but it's the best description I can give :)*
