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Michael froze, he wasnt sure if this was a nice ghost or an evil one. Michael had heard some things about ghost from Alicia, but he didnt have much interest in them. Now he kinda wish he had listened to Alicia when she was giving advice on what to do when you run into a ghost. "Okay what would alicia do?" Michael thought to himself. Then he remember Alicia saying you can ask the spirit questions. Michael tried to think of a question, "Um...Whats..your name?" Michael asked. The ghost took her finger and with the layer of dirt which covered the floor she spelled out ELIZABETH in all capital letters. "What happened to you?" Michael asked. Elizabeth pointed to the radiator and then picked up her chains and showed them to michael. Michael didnt understand what she was telling him. "I...I dont understand what happened to you." Michael said. Elizabeth then took her finger and spelled out PROSTITUTE in the dirt. "Were you a prostitute when this place was open?" Michael asked. Elizabeth nodded. What happened to you?Did you die here?" Michael asked. Elizabeth then took her finger and spelled out BABY in the dirt. Under that she spelled out the words ANGRY,CHAINED, RADIATOR in the dirt. "So the father of your child was angry at you?" Elizabeth nodded. "How did you die?" Michael asked. Elizabeth put her finger in the dirt and once again and spelt out STARVED. "You were starved to death?" Elizabeth nodded. "What happend to your baby?" Michael asked. Elizabeth then spelled out two words ELEVATOR SHAFT. "Was your baby thrown in an Elevator shaft?" Michael asked. Elizabeth once again nodded. "Where am i?" Michael asked her. She then wrote in the dirt GOLDFIELD HOTEL. Michael then remember alicia told him about this place when they drove past it during the bad tour. "What do you want from me?" Michael asked. She took her finger and in the dirt spelled out PROTECT YOU. Michael then knew she wasnt going to hurt him, in fact she was there to protect him. Elizabeth then put her hand on michael's shoulder and began to gentle rub his shoulder and down his arm until eventually michael fell asleep.

When Michael awoke the next morning, he began to question if he really saw a ghost or he was just dreaming. He looked over to where Elizabeth was and sure enough the words she had wrote in the dirt were still there plain as day. Michael then heard Beth and her male conuterpart down the hallway walking towards his room. Michael quickly took his tied hands and wiped away Elizabeths words she had spelled in the dirt before Beth and her partner walked in. "Good morning sunshine." Beth said mockingly. Michael said nothing and just looked at the floor. Beth knelt down so she was eye to eye with him. "I'm so sorry about your wife....maybe you can start over ....with me." Beth said as she took michael's face in her hands and kiss him, michael jerked his face away. "I wouldnt be with you even if you were the last woman on this earth." Michael said through clenched teeth. Michael was then smacked across the face by beth with the butt of her gun. "That should teach you to keep your damn smart mouth comments to yourself." Michael instantly tasted blood in his mouth and he began to spit blood out onto the floor. "Now michael you have two chocies one marry me and be with me and live in hiding and live happily ever after or two i put a bullet between your eyes.....your choice." Beth scolded............................


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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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