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Finding that missing somthing Part 3
writing mood- Marie <3 Me:i-i... Mom:Wait hold on... you told me NaNa gave this to you. Me:i did? Mom:you sure did Mariyln you be honest with me, where have you been and where did you get this neckalce? i had to tell her the truth but how? how do i say i've been seeing 70's michael everyday and he wants to find some secrets she will think i've gone mad... but i can't lie anymore because the more i lie the more she asks questions. Me:i've been at the Jacksons house. Mom:Jacksons? Marilyn nobodies lived there for over 7 years. Me: i know but i wanted to see what was inside there so i did. Mom:now explain to me why you wet? Me:their pool i knew Michael loved to swim so i wanted to see what it was like to swim in a pool MJ swam in. Mom:when did you learn how to swim? Me:videos... Mom:now listen i dont want you going over there anymore its not safe say if you get caught... me:i wont mom... Mom:take this necklace back too. Me:but mom... Mom:no butts now! And i will be standing here waiting for you to return so no funny bussiness. I did as i was told i climbed the fence and walked into the back door that was left open, I didn't see Michael and i was kind of wishing i did. Me:i've did it happy? Mom:empty your pockets. Me:mom?!?! Mom:now Marilyn Me:*empties pockets* shows how much you trust me. I ran to my room and just layed there on my bed crying...crying why? because i lied to my mom or the fact that she doesn't trust me anymore. I layed there crying for so long that i drifed off to sleep. when i woke up i saw the necklace on my dresser, i knew who put it there. me:Michael? are you here? Michael:yes. Me:why did you give me the necklace back? Michael:i want you to be the one to open the locket. Me:*tries to open it* i can't. Michael:you have to find out the next secret. me:well what is it? Michael:i can't tell you takes away all the fun and adventure. Me:well how about a hint? Michael:Have you seen my childhood? Then he just dissapeared like he did before. Once again he left me puzzled "Have You Seen My Childhhod"? What did all that mean? I took the necklace and shoved it in my dresser under a pile of books. Me:*walking downstairs* Dad:there you are kiddo. Me:hi dad im starving anything to eat? Dad:probably got some breakfast from earlier left over. Me:okay. Dad:Mom told me what happened. Me:of course she did. dad:i told kids always lie to their parents in what i did and what she did. Me:you know mom, she wants to act like she's this perfect little angel. where is she anyway? Dad:Grocery store. Me:dad can i ask you something. Dad:shoot. Me:what do you think it means when somebody asks you have you seen their childhood? Dad:well to me it seems like their asking you to look at their chidhood to see what they've been through and things they've experienced before you try to judge them. Why do you ask? Me:I was reading a magazine and it said something like that so i wanted to see what you thought. Dad:yeah well ok... Another lie... Well its kind of hard to tell the truth when the truth sounds like a movie or something un real. Me:DAD. dad:yeah? Me:lets go to the carnival. dad:what? Me:lets go to the carnival you know the one right down the street. dad:right now? Me:yes its only 3 in the afternoon and were not doing anything soo why not? dad:i guess. let me go get dressed. *at the carnival* Dad:you know you should let me win sometime. Me:Not! i'll take that big bunny right there. Dad: that bunny should be mine. Me:ohh suck it up sore looser. As i was in the middle of listening to my dad pount about loosing i saw Michael sitting on a bench at the carinval. me:Dad can you buy us some hot dogs? dad:sure want anything else? Me:cotton candy also please. dad;your pushing it. Me:you asked. I walked over to Michael who was looking down. Me:Michael What are you doing here? Michael;watching all the people have fun. Me:why don't you get up and have fun too? Michael:i can't. Me:why? Michael:i can't move,see *tries to get up* Me:its like your butt is glued to the seat. Michael:yeah *looks down* Me:maybe you sat in some glue or something really sticky. Michael:no this seat was clean. me:then why can't you get up? Michael:sorry i have to go, i have rehearsel. there he goes again disapearing leaving me puzzled. dad:who you talking to? *hands me the hot dogs* Me:no one. dad:sure did look like you were talking to someone from where i was standing. Me:dad your loosing it. On the car ride home all i could think about was why michael couldn't get off the bench then it came to me. As i got home i ran up to my room pacing the floor and it all came to me Michael having to go to rehearsel all the time and Joe beating him when he was late... Me:your-your childhood was taken away from you. Michael:your really smart. Me:so you never got to go to carnivals and things like that? Michael:i did sometimes but it was mostly business thats why i built neverland to recreate the childhood i never had. Me:thats sad... Michael: but since you found out you get this bracelet. Me:whats the key for? Michael:for every secret you find out you earn a key to put on the bracelet and which ever key you feel will open that locked door that will be the key you use to try but becareful Marilyn because you only get one shot to open that door. Me:*puts the bracelet on* Whats the next secret? Michael:Tabloid Junkie... TBC........
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