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You Are My Life by Shanice
I woke up this morning and felt really nervous, I didn't want to sing in front of all those people in the crowd. I knew I had to because I'm the one that starts the Valentines Day school wide showcase. Time went by really fast and before I knew it, it was already time for the show to start. I was back stage doing my makeup and telling myself that I could do it. Minutes later, the producer of the talent show; Mrs.Dyce came in. Mrs.Dyce:Alright, alright alright! It's time Shanice, remember now.. do not mess this up. There are very important people in that crowd, show them that a young 17 year old like you has a breath-taking talent! Me:Um..I'll do that but, how important are these people? Mrs.Dyce:You mean person, and he is VERY important. I can't tell you now because then you'd have a heart attack and wont be able to do the show. Me:He's that important for me to have a nervous breakdown!? Mrs.Dyce:Yes he is, he's very talented and right now is about 3 years older than you. You're on now so good luck. Me:(taking a deep breath).. I can do this.. Okay.. I think I'm ready. I waited for my cue to step out on stage and that was "Our show starter is a beautiful, talented, young lady! Not only is she talented, but her grades are remarkable, many of you know her so lets give it up for Shanice Richards!", I walked out on stage and the crowd was screaming and clapping for me as I walked out with my beautiful glittery, red dress, matching with the dress was my red strappy pleaser heels. As the big audience got quiet, I grew nervous, but with one deep breath all of that went away. Me:Um..(fixing the mic)Hi everybody I'm Shanice, and I'm gonna' be singing one of my favorite songs by my favorite artist, Michael Jackson. The crowd started going crazy when I said Michael Jackson, I smiled and seeing the crowd this hype made me feel alot less scared.The music started, the crowd went wild and I think they knew what song I was going to sing. Me:(singing) Looking in my mirror Took me by surprise I can`t help but see you Running often through my mind Helpless like a baby Sensual disguise I can`t help but love you It`s getting better all the time Chorus I can`t help it if I wanted to I wouldn`t help it even if I could I can`t help it if I wanted to I wouldn`t help it, no I can`t help it if I wanted to I wouldn`t help it even if I could I can`t help it if I wanted to I wouldn`t help it, no Love to run my fingers Softly while you sigh Love came and possessed you Bringing sparkles to your eyes Like a trip to heaven Heaven is the prize And I`m so glad I found you girl You`re an angel in disguise I can`t help it if I wanted to I wouldn`t help it even if I could I can`t help it if I wanted to I wouldn`t help it, no And I`m so glad I found you girl You`re an angel in disguise Chorus I can`t help it if I wanted to I wouldn`t help it even if I could I can`t help it if I wanted to I wouldn`t help it, no After I sang the song, the crowd was screaming. The host came on stage, hugged me and took the mic away to speak his words. I went backstage and there Mrs.Dyce was with a huge smile on her face. Mrs.Dyce:(smiling)I'm so proud of you! You did wonderful Me:(smiling)Thank you, Hey and did you lie or something? The whole time I was up there I didn't see any "important person". Mrs.Dyce:(laughing)Shanice, that's because he's back here. Me:He? It's a he? (in excitement) Oh my god, who is it!? Mrs.Dyce:(suspicious voice)Oh Michael....? Me:(excited)OMG! Michael who!? I was turned to Mrs.Dyce and asking her what Michael was she talking about and suddenly I felt someone sneak up behind me but I didn't know who. I didn't turn just yet because I was waiting for an answer. Michael:(smiling)The one and only.. Mrs.Dyce:There he is.(smiling) Me:(turns around and screams)AHH!! Oh! My! God!! Y-y-you're.. M- Michael Jackson!! Michael:(laughing)And you're Shanice, right?(extending his arm) Me:(smiling)Yes, yes I am.(reaches for his hand) Michael:(kisses my hand)Nice to meet you, you did a very amazing job up there, you almost sang it better than I did.(smiling) Me:(blushing)Thank you! Nice to meet you too, Michael. I honestly thought I would never in my life get a chance to meet you at all.It's a good thing Mrs.Dyce didn't tell me because I don't think I would be able to do the show if I knew you were coming. Michael:Well, then I would've missed a great performance. I don't mean to be rude but how old are you? Me:I'm 17, (smiling) I'm gonna be 18 in a couple of weeks.Why'd you ask? Michael:(laughing)Oh, I asked because I thought you were older, like my age; 20. Me:(giggling)Well I'm not to far from there, anyway it was an awesome pleasure meeting you Michael, I have to leave here early because I have to go to a party soon. Michael:(gloomy expression)Leaving so soon? (sighing)Well, It was very nice meeting you Shanice, I have high hopes of hearing from you another time. Listening to that made me sad, before I could say anything back Michael was already headed out the door. I said my byes to all the staff and Mrs.Dyce and I left to go to the party. I enjoyed myself but I couldn't keep my mind off of Michael! He was my biggest influence ever and I really enjoyed talking to him, he's such a kind person. Before the party was over, I left and went home. It was about 8:30 when I got inside the house. I took a shower, got changed and went to get a snack and headed back to my room. I looked through my bag to get my phone to call my friend and I found a paper in there that I didn't remember putting in there.I opened the paper and it was a note from Michael, I wonder when he put this in here? Dear Shanice, I really enjoyed your performance, I also liked the fact you sang one of my songs. You looked really beautiful on stage also. If you have found this letter, then right after you read it, I want you to call me. Very Sincerely, Michael I looked and his number was at the bottom of the paper. Why did Michael want me to call him? Was this really from Michael? Should I ignore it? Should I call him? I stood there and looked at the paper thinking of what I should do.
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