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Weird Dream Or Sorriest Nightmare?

On June 25, 2009, We lost A King. The King Of Pop. ''Rest In Peace Michael, We Love You.''

One afternoon, I was outside with my cousins, Yaryah and Yasmin. We were going to go play on Seton Park Hills to just hang out. We had walked pass my friend Malcolm's house and without notice, he bursted out the door and yelled ''BROOKE MJ'S DEAD!!'' I simply replied by saying ''Who?!'' And he repeated hisself. It was just too hard for me to believe. My cousins lingered behind me as if this were a dream. I continued to walk to the hills. About 10 minutes went by and I received a call from my mother. I answered and she stated, ''Michael Jackson is DEAD.'' I was frozen...If it was coming from my mother I HAD TO KNOW SHE WASN'T LYING. We exchanged Good-Byes as I closed my phone. I turned to face Yaryah and Yasmin and said, ''It's true...'' They gasped. We decided to go home. We just couldn't handle so much. Little did they know how much pain I felt deep inside. I wanted to cry right then and there, but, I had to stay strong infront of them. As soon as we arrived at my house we turned the Tv on and watched some scary movies. Later, we became tired and exhausted. So we went to bed. Before I fell asleep I was thinking about the tragedy. I kept asking myself, Why did it happen to him? How did it happen? Why am I so damaged inside? Are people going to start caring more?...suddenly I began to rub my eyes, and fall asleep.

The next morning, I was awoken by a soft, passionate voice. I couldn't make out the picture in my head at first... but I soon began to see. I was kinda of shocked of what I saw... was it a ghost? AM I STILL ASLEEP? The mysterious person said '' See what I see!'' I felt as if my mouth was sowed together and I couldn't speak. The voice faded away very quickly and then a sudden shake shook the carpet beneath me. I was being pulled into the ground...but where was I going?

I soon glanced out into the walls. Nothing but white. I looked at myself... I was now... a change of skin-color? I knew something was wrong... but what?! I noticed a mirror behind me. The sight I saw was nothing to joke about...I suddenly yelled ''I AM MICHAEL JACKSON?!'' As if someone heard me. I was in Michael's body. I thought ''Hey, this is cool.'' Then I thought '' I'M DEAD THOUGH!'' I was dressed in white clothing. I looked in the pure whiteness. I seen someone coming... was it Michael in my old body? Yes it was. ''Hello there.'' Michael stated in my body. ''Why am I here? Why are our bodies switched?'' I determinely asked. ''Well I thought you wanted to be here. You obvisously missed me. I felt that you were a nice person. And you deserved to meet me.'' he explained. '' Well, why did we switch bodies?'' I asked. Michael giggled then said, ''Look, aren't you glad your here? Not to argue or anything, but don't you love me?'' he continusly explained. I was in complete shock, I was soon turned on by his talking, I started to blush. ''Mike, I- I- don't love you as a real friend, I love you as an artist and I support you. But, it's just- -michael cuts Brooke off-. ''It's just that you don't love me? I understand. Have fun in there.'' He said. '' Wait.. What?"

End Of Chapter 1.

SOME EVENTS OF THIS STORY IS TRUE. CHAPTER 2 MAY NOT BE POSTED. BY:BROOKE A.K.A SNIICKERZ.

EMAIL:BROOKLYN12751@GMAIL.COM

CONTACT ME FOR OTHER PARTS IF YOU WANT.

THANK YOU. RIP MICHAEL, I LOVE YOU.

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