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Christian Elle & Michael Part 1

this is my newest story. I hope you enjoy. I gotta go. But more is one the way. I'll be back soon.*

(((PART 1)))

I was a poor little girl. My mother and father both died in a car crash leaving me all alone in this world, the only friend I have is this little teddy bear my mother gave me as a baby. Faith. Faith is her name. And I have never let her out of my site. Today itâ??s rainingâ?¦and Iâ??m just standing here in it. Crying my eyes out. My name is Christian Elle. And Iâ??ve already told you about my teddy bear. I am 4yrsold. And things about be beside losing my mother and father isnâ??t the only bad thing about meâ?¦I have wired things wrong with me. Like things happen when Iâ??m mad or upset. I was upsetâ?¦but I tried to just cry. Faith was clutched to my chest while my other arm not holding herâ?¦was covering my eyes. Everyone was passing me, as if I was never there. How can they walk past a 4yroldâ?¦who is crying her lonely heart out. That is crazy to meâ?¦I want my mother and father so much. The rain beat down on me; getting me soaked to the bone; until I felt the rain off of me. I looked up through my tear filled eyes to see a man holding his coat over me. His skin was a smooth silky brown. And his poofy hair was getting soaked to the bone because nothing was covering him up.

(???): what are you doing here, sweetie, this isnâ??t a place where you should be all alone.
(Me):â?¦(clutches Faith more to my chest)
(???): donâ??t be afraid. Iâ??m your friend. I wonâ??t hurt you. I would never dream of doing something like that. So do you trust me, sweetie.
(Me): (nods head)â?¦
(???): good. Why donâ??t we go to my house and get you cleaned up, shall we?
(Me): (nods)

He wrapped the coat around me and picked me up. He pulled the hood over my head and continued to walk. I had my head on his shoulder still crying. He was shushing me and telling me everything would be alright. I wanted to believe this person helping meâ?¦but I couldnâ??t bring myself to doing so. He brought me to his house. He ran a hot bath for me. He helped me out of my wet clothes and placed me into the tub. The water felt good on my skin. I splashed a little like I did before. I saw him pick up Faith.

(Me): waitâ?¦Mr., donâ??t take, Faith.
(???): I was just gonna put her on my bed till you get out.
(Me): oh.

He went and put Faith on the bed like he said he would. He came back with a rag and got down on his knees. He started watching me like my mother would do. I had to keep myself from filling any sad emotions. So he wouldnâ??t see the wired things I told you about that happens to me. He saw me and kissed me on my head. And gave me a soft â??everything will be okayâ?. I smiled a little bit at that. We got done washing me and got me out of the tub. My panties werenâ??t so wet so I put them back on and he gave me one of his giant T-shirts. It was big on me. I almost felt like my old self with that warm bath I just had. I ran to faith. I looked her over. She seemed to be like she was when I got here. I turned to the man who brought me here.

(Me): not being meanâ?¦but who are you?
(Michael): oh, my name is Michael, sweetie. Who are you?
(Me): Christian Elle Backstrom. (holds out Faith) and this is Faith. My teddy bear.
(Michael): thatâ??s a very s cute name, Christian Elle. And a very sweet name for your teddy bear.
(Me): thank you.
(Michael): do you wanna tell me why you were out in that rain?
(Me): I have no one to go home to anymore. My mommy and daddy are dead.
(Michael): oh, sweetie, Iâ??m very sorry to hear that. (hugs me and rubs my back) itâ??s alright. Iâ??m right here and Iâ??ll always be right here for you.

It felt good to hear someone say that to me again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him. He was so gentle and nice. What I didnâ??t know is that due to me being happy, Faith was glowing pinkâ?¦when I finally realized it I got to Faith and hide her from his sight. He came over and sat beside me.

(Michael): Christian Elle, what wrong?
(Me): you wouldnâ??t like me anymore if you saw what I can do.
(Michael): (places a hand on my head) Iâ??m sure I wonâ??t. now what can you do.
(Me): (sighs) alrightâ?¦

I turned and looked at something. I saw a white fedora hat(the one from â??Smooth Criminal. This story takes place in the BAD era), I thought that was good enough. I left my hand up, and as I did so so did the hat. I did my hand in a geaster that it will come to me. And it did so. I looked at Michael and his eyes were wide for a second, then they went soft. That was new. He took the hat and placed it on my head. It flopped down on my eyes because it was bigger then my head. He laughed and pulled it back up.

(Michael): thatâ??s what you were worried about?
(Me): (nods)
(Michael): I think itâ??s wonderful that you can do that.
(Me): really?
(Michael): I really do, Christian Elle. 
(Me): well, Iâ??ll be on my way. Thanks for helping me.
(Michael): (holds me to him) now where are you going?
(Me): Iâ??m going back.
(Michael): why? This is your home now, C.E.

I was so shocked and happy!! I turned around and hugged him.

(Me): thank you, Michael!!! So much!!!
(Michael): your very welcome.

It felt great being someoneâ??s arms that cares about you. And I felt that Michael really did care for me and Faith. So much. I felt myself falling asleep, when I finally did I heard Michael humming â??Iâ??ll Be Thereâ?

TBCâ?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦

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