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Karly's Christmas(Part 1) By Rebekah

This is Rebekah. And this is my new story. I didn't like my old one. This is for Karly Shay; Caitlyn's 4-year-old cousin. Well, I hope you enjoy it. I know this is kinda creppy. But I think this is a good idea for a story. So enjoy.
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Year:2016
Date:12/24/16
Month:December
Name:Karly Shay Stamey
DOB:April 4th 2005
Gender:Female
Age:11(real Age:4)
Skin:Tan
Eyes:green
Hair:Poffy Brown
****************************************************************Storyline: Karly Shay was getting her Christmas ready at the orphange. She's been there since she was 4. Now she's 11. She's been able to see Michael's ghost. Since she was 4 in 2009. Now she's wondering why she hasn't been able to see him this year. She thinks he has forgotten about her. When she gets up to open the present that got on her bed. She finds herself thrown back in time. She wonders what's going on. But when a angel fallows her everywhere telling her things. She soon discovers she could be the key to saving her best friend in the whole world, Michael Jackson. How can she and Candice(the angel) help save him.
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Story's point: Karly Shay's
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The year is 2016, my name is Karly Shay Stamey...or as I like
to be called, Karly.
I never liked being called Karly Shay...it seemed like I always
was getting in trouble when I got called that.
I've been in this orphange since I was 4. I'm 11 now. This is
a very strange thing to say. But since 2009 when I was 4, and
I heard the news about Michael Jackson.
That left me heartbroken. And on my mother and father died
a week after it. I miss all three of them.
I was fishing placing my mini tree on the counter beside
my bed. Mostly at times like this I couldbe able to see
Michael's ghost; crazy I know. But not now. He stopped
showing around December 19th and hasn't been back
since. I'm starting to think he forgot all about
me. I had no idea Mrs. Stone was there.

Sure we're eight years apart. But she loved me so much.
I clung to her since I was a newborn. Always wanting her to
hold me. Mrs. Stone put down the photo.
~Mrs. Stone~: oh, I love what you did to your room, Karly.
~Me~: thank you.

She picked up a photo of me and Auntie Aitlyn. I know her name is Caitlyn, I just never got out of calling her Ailtyn.
Me and Aunt Aitlyn was all smiles in that photo.

~Mrs. Stone~: alright, sweetie. Time for bed. Santa will be here soon. Asked him for anything special?
~Me~: yeah.
~Mrs. Stone~: what is it?
~Me~: I get Aunt Aitlyn back. And Michael.
~Mrs. Stone~: oh, sweetie. I know you miss them, but you'll see them again.
~Me~: you're right. I just want them again here.
~Mrs. Stone~: well, it's December. Season for Miricals.
~Me~: your right.

I got into my bed; not sleepy one bit; but feel asleep anyways. I woke up when I felt like something was placed on my bed. I sat up and saw a present just sitting there. I crawled over to it and opened it. When I did, it was empty. I lifted over my head not knowing dust came out of it.

~Me~: nothing's in here. Who put this on my bed?
~???~: I did.

I dropped the present to see, what looked like a girl. She has long black hair and long white wings wearing a white gown. I rupped my eyes. There is no way...i'm seeing a angel.

~Me~: W-who are you?
~Candice~: I'm Candice. The Angel of the Past. And I'm here to take you back to the past. Any one you want.
~Me~: If I have to choose. I would pick going back to the 80s till the 2009 on June 25th. So I can help Michael stay here with us.
~Candice~: then, it shall be done. Take my hand Karly Shay.

I took her and and in a flash of light...me and her was standing in the snow in another time. I looked around. It was still December...that was a big brainer due to the snow.

~Me~: where are we?
~Candice~: welcome to 1982. The Thriller Era. Come. They should be shooting "Thriller" right now.

~To Be Continued~

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