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Dreaming of You, Like Always (Part 18)
Hey guys! I have some bad news, this is my last day i can be on here. I'll be gone for a week. Im going to Florida AGAIN but with my mom this time & i wish i could've stayed here longer than a week. I'll miss ALL of you. I apologize that i wont be able to write for that amount of time. Im very sorry, guys. Id like to dedicate this part to y'all & Michael Jackson. ENJOY!!! ----------------------------------------------------------------- 5 & a half hours later... We land in California & a lot of it looks like Florida! With the palm trees at least. Michael took my hand & guided me off the plane. Me: SWEETNESS! Michael: Like it? Me: Ya its really cool! Michael: *giggles* Good. We take a car to a big house on Hayvenhurst & i couldnt BELIEVE where i was going. Im going inside the JACKSON HOUSE! Michael: *rings doorbell* Dont worry, they'll all like you for sure. Me: Michael, what about Joseph? Michael: He's in Las Vegas. You have nothing to worry about, babe. He gives me a kiss on the cheek & the gates open into the driveway. Im kinda excited but also worried at the same time. We walk up to the front door & Mike rings the bell again. The door opens. Michael: Hello Mother! Katherine: Michael! They embrace in a hug & for the first time i was actually jealous. Of Michael. Cuz he had such a close relationship with his mother that i never really had with mine. He is so lucky. Katherine: Oh whos this? Michael: Oh this is Alicia Holmes, Mother. *whispers to her* Shes my girlfriend. Me: Its nice to meet you. Katherine: Ohhh. Well its nice to meet you too, Alicia. Please come in. We walk inside & i get an impression from Katherine, not that she didnt like me but... she thought that i was too young. Im pretty sure that was what she was thinking. She takes us to the backyard & i see a lot of kids playing in the pool & having a fun time. A few i didnt recognize very well but 3 of them i did. The tall boy looked like this: http://img.youtube.com/vi/jszTDEb7va0/0.jpg The smaller boy & the girl looked like this: http://img.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/orphea_410j7_jackson_npg_71__oPt.jpg I knew who they were immediately. When they looked at Michael, their father, they literally shrieked & ran to get a hug from him. How sweet. Paris: DADDY! Michael: Paris! *hugs her* Blanket: Dad! Michael: Hey Blanket! *hugs him* Prince: *starts crying* Dad. Michael: Come here, Prince. *hugs him* They all were embraced in a hug & it was really sweet to watch. Even though all three of them were wet, Mike didn't care. As long as he was with his kids, he was fine. While i watched them i could distinctively hear this song play in my head: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0RZMRSRCF0I Im not sure why that song but it just came up & made me think of Michael & his family real easily. I envy Michael so much for having a big family. I wish my parents were out of jail. I wish i had a brother or sister. That way i could experience having nieces & nephews. Ive never been really close to kids that much. Id never done babysitting for anyone. I just never saw how kids & parents behaved towards each other. Watching Michael & his kids was very intriguing. But the reason why was because all they did seemed very foreign to me. I kept my distance not to ruin their family moment & also not to be seen so i could watch how they were around each other. So everything would seem natural to them. All of this affection Michael showed for his children made me jealous of them. I never had a strong connection with my parents before they were in jail anyways. I was given a kiss goodnight once every few months when my parents were in a good mood. Thats why Papa & Nana were like the parents that i always wanted to have. But it still wasnt the same. Cuz they werent my mom & dad. They were my grandparents. I started backing away from the loving glow around Michael, Paris, Blanket & Prince & went over to Katherine who was standing in the doorway of the porch. Me: *whispers to her* Im gonna take a look around the city. Tell Michael i'll see him later ok? Katherine: Ok dear. Come back anytime. Me: Thank you. Katherine: Dont be afraid to call me by my name sweetie. Me: Alright, K-Katherine. Bye. Katherine: Bye, Alicia. And with that i was out the door. I took a cab & he took me around the entire city. Now i can take time to just relax. I needed some alone time. MJ's P.O.V. I was SO happy to be reunited with my kids again. I started to sing Speechless to them. I wrote it because of them anyways after all. Me: Your love is magical, that's how I feel But I have not the words here to explain Gone is the grace for expressions of passion But there are worlds and worlds of ways to explain To tell you how I feel But I am speechless. Paris: Daddy? Me: Yes Paris? Paris: I love you. Me: *smiles* I love you too sweetie. I love all three of you. I missed you SO much. And im glad that we're together again. Prince: Please dont do that again, Dad. Me: I promise i wont. I wouldnt want you to be away from me ever again. I barely could stand being away from you. By the way theres someone i want you to meet. *lets go of them & turns around* This is Alicia. When i didnt see Alicia behind me i was a little startled. Where'd she go? Bathroom? Kitchen? The only person i saw was Mother. Where did Alicia go? ---------------------------------------------------------------- What did you think! I hope you liked it. I wish that i could be on here while im vacation (again) but i'll be too busy. You guys ROCK. Peace! PLZ VOTE i want at least 15. Love to the King of Pop & the Jackson family. Thank you, & until next time. BYE!!!
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