Michael
One night, I was sitting helplessly in the bed, Michael's arms cuddled around me. This pregnancy was like a mosquito sucking all the blood out of me. This baby has been kicking and rolling around the whole time. I put the covers over me and turned on my side. I was completely asleep until I felt a stomp in my stomach. " Eeeee!" I screamed out. Michael sprang up out of the bed. " It's time! It's time! Come on Fancy, our baby is about to be born!!!!" He shoved his jeans on and ran out the door. No shoes, no shirt. No nothing! " Wait! Michael, it was just a kick! I'm fine!" I said, yelling after him.
Michael came back in the bedroom, shoving his jeans back off and falling onto the bed. " This dang baby can't make up its mind!!! This is driving me crazy Fancy!" He yelled, face down in his pillow. " Honey, everything will be alright! I've had a good pregnancy." I said, patting my enormous belly.
Michael glanced over at me. " You're right. The baby will be a beautiful and healthy girl." I smiled at him. " I know. She will be a absolute gem!" I pulled the warm covers over me. " Good night Mikey. I love you!" I said, kissing him. " Night Tenderoni." He said, clicking the light off.
The Next Day....
" OH MY GOD!!!!" I screamed. The baby was stomping and it really hurt! Michael came rushing in. " It's coming! The baby is coming!!!" I yelled. Michael's eyes were the size of birthday cakes. " Okay. Honey, we're gonna go to the hospital. Can ya try to keep the little miracle shoved in there?" He asked. " Michael!!! Get me to the HOSPITAL!!!!!!!!!" I yelled, kicking and screaming. He swallowed hard. " Okay, Okay!" He helped me up and rushed me to the car. Michael's guard Steve drove us to the hospital.
After 2 hours of being in labor, I finally had my little baby. I named her Summer Marie Jackson. She has the cutest little feet! Michael smiled at me. " You did a fine job Fancy," he said, looking over at Summer. " A fine, fine job." I giggled. " You ain't bad yourself." I said, resting my hands on his shoulders. " You're gonna be a great mother." He said. THE END
Stay Tuned For The Next Story in the Series called " Summer the Superstar" about Summer growing up and talking about being the daughter of the King of Pop.
Fancy
Michael holding his newborn daughter Summer
yes elizabeth did care very much for michael and she did help him she helped him through rehab and through the child molestion trial by being a true friend to him and by being on his side and defending him through the way she knew good and well that michael would never do that to a child in his life she knew that michael was a sweet and innocent person that wouldnt harm a person or a child she knew that michael was a good person she identified with michael because she was in the buisness as a young actor she knew what it felt like to not have a childhood as well she knew what the buisness was like she knew that they were bullies and she helped michael as best as she could she was by his side since they met she was there when the first allegation was brought up in 1993 with jordie chandler she was by his side she wanted to help michael the best way she could she was the first one that wanted to help michael in the case by being the closet friend that he could count on
She’s from a world
Of popcorn and candy
Pony rides for a dime
Little children laughing
I’m from a world
Of disappointments and confusions
But I want her to be mine
I started talking
She kept on walking
She disappeared into the crowd, oh, oh
I lost my heart
On the carousel
To a circus girl
Who left my heart in pieces
Lost my heart
On the carousel (Ooo)
To a circus girl
Who ran away
Two different people
In love for an instant
To see that the circus came today
Sometimes I can hear her crying here
And I can hear her calling me
I lost my heart (Lost my heart)
On the carousel (Lost my girl)
To a circus girl
Who ran away, I lost
Lost my heart (I lost my girl)
On the carousel (Ooo)
To a circus girl (Oh lost, oh lost, I lost her, I lost my heart)
Lost my heart (I lost)
On the carousel
Of popcorn and candy
Pony rides for a dime
Little children laughing
I’m from a world
Of disappointments and confusions
But I want her to be mine
I started talking
She kept on walking
She disappeared into the crowd, oh, oh
I lost my heart
On the carousel
To a circus girl
Who left my heart in pieces
Lost my heart
On the carousel (Ooo)
To a circus girl
Who ran away
Two different people
In love for an instant
To see that the circus came today
Sometimes I can hear her crying here
And I can hear her calling me
I lost my heart (Lost my heart)
On the carousel (Lost my girl)
To a circus girl
Who ran away, I lost
Lost my heart (I lost my girl)
On the carousel (Ooo)
To a circus girl (Oh lost, oh lost, I lost her, I lost my heart)
Lost my heart (I lost)
On the carousel
Sources directly connected to Dr. Conrad Murray tell TMZ ... the Doc will not accept any plea bargain from the L.A. County District Attorney in the Michael Jackson manslaughter case.
We're told Dr. Murray feels so strongly about his innocence, even a plea with no jail time would be out of the question.
Fact is ... Dr. Murray shouldn't hold his breath, because no plea bargain has been offered and sources tell us the D.A. will not offer one.
As for Murray's defense ... we're told the centerpiece revolves around the fact that only two people were in the room around the time MJ died, and Murray insists he did not administer the fatal dose of Propofol.
The operating theory of Murray's lawyers -- when the Doc left to go to the bathroom, a frustrated MJ woke up and administered the fatal dose himself in a desperate attempt to get some sleep.
We're told Dr. Murray feels so strongly about his innocence, even a plea with no jail time would be out of the question.
Fact is ... Dr. Murray shouldn't hold his breath, because no plea bargain has been offered and sources tell us the D.A. will not offer one.
As for Murray's defense ... we're told the centerpiece revolves around the fact that only two people were in the room around the time MJ died, and Murray insists he did not administer the fatal dose of Propofol.
The operating theory of Murray's lawyers -- when the Doc left to go to the bathroom, a frustrated MJ woke up and administered the fatal dose himself in a desperate attempt to get some sleep.
