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You Saved Me *24*
TGIF!!!!!!! I'm soo glad it's the weekend, school is too stressful and full of naps haha. Unfortunately in the next few chaps the story is gonna be over:(( but I had a really great time writing it and I like all of the votes. When I started writing I didn't think it was gonna be all that great but I guess I was wrong. This is dedicated to everyone here on MJSite and Michael Jackson! Enjoy! -Samone:)) February 13, 1997... Doctor:Come on push you almost got it. Me:(yelling)I'm trying....omg it's hurts so bad. Michael:Come on baby you can do it. Doctor:He's almost out. Michael:(looking at my....)I can see him. Me:(getting excited)You can? Doctor:All we need is one more push and it will be all over. That last push was the most excruciating push ever. The doctor took him and cleaned him off. They brought him back to us and we named him Prince Michael Jackson.(get it hehe I think you should catch on) I swore to Michael up and down that that was the last baby I was having, but I guess when you're having sex that's a different story. 2002..... I guess that wasn't the last time I would be having kids. Since Prince I've had two kids, Paris Michael Katherine Jackson and our recent addition to the family, Prince Michael Jackson II but we call him "Blanket" because he's a blessing. He's Nine months now and I just can't get enough of him. He's a splitting of Michael when he was a little boy. Being a parent and in the constant spotlight is a hard thing to do, but Michael and I decided to keep our three kids away from it until they're old enough to handle it. Our eldest son Omar has been very successful in his acting career. I still remember that terrifying night I gave birth to him. I look at him now and he's grown up to be an intelligent young man. He's in his third year of high school and he goes to a private school with other celebrity teen heart throbs. High school meant parent-teacher conferences, but this is a time I really regretted going. Omar:Ma are you gonna go to my conference? Me:When is it? Omar:Tomorrow. Me:TOMORROW, WHY ARE YOU JUST NOW TELLING ME ABOUT THIS? Omar:I kinda forgot..the teacher just reminded us today. Me:Why didn't you ask your dad? Omar:Remember last time dad came to one of my conference everyone wanted him to dance for them..that was so embarrassing and he did it in front of this girl I liked then he kept callin me Marty. Me:I'm sure it wasn't that bad. Omar:Yeah that's for you to say. Michael:(walks in the room)What's going on did I hear something about a conference? Omar:No. Me:Stop it Omar and yes you did. Michael:Didn't you just have one of those like last year? Omar:Dad I have them every year. Me:Yep(going behind Michael)and Omar was just gonna ask you if you can go with him. Omar:MA! Me:(giggling) Michael:(wide eyed)Really I would love too we had fun last time didn't we....(snaps his fingers)Oh dang never mind I can't I have something to do. Omar:(jumping up)REALLY...I mean Really. Michael:Yeah I'm sorry Marty maybe next time. Omar:Oh it's okay I understand. Michael:You sure..you know I can always reschedule what I'm do- Omar:NO!... no It's fine ma can go with me. Michael:(getting up)Well I guess that works too...I better go I got some things to catch up on. Me:Bye sweetie(kisses him) Michael:(kisses me passionately)Bye I love you.(walks out) Me:I love you more. Omar:Eh get a room. Paris:(walks in crying)Mommy Prince is hitting me again. Me:Prince come here now. Prince:(stomping in)What? Me:Umm excuse me young man,but we don't say what in this house we say yes. Prince:(sighing)Yes mommy. Me:Did you hit your sister? Prince:(tearing up)Yes. Me:Why? Prince:Because she stole my action figure. Me:Did you Paris? Paris:Yes because he broke the head of my baby doll. Me:(sighing) Omar:Ma I'll handle them, you go back to your paper work. Me:Thanks. The next day..... Ugh I really don't feel like going to this boring parent-teacher conference, but I want to see how Omar is doing in school. We arrive to the school and it's packed with cars, great just my luck. I finally find a parking spot and head into the school. Omar showed me to his class and I met and spoke with his teacher. I'm soo proud of him, he's a straight A student and he never gets into any trouble. After the conference we left out and Omar ran into one of his friends. I stood there to let them talk then his dad came up behind him. He wasn't any ole dad but I used to know this guy. ??:Hey I know you..... TBC...... Well this one was pretty boring but I'll and make the next part more interesting.
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