Web
www.mjsite.com
Home
Pictures
All Pictures
Fun Stuff
Fan Photos
Album List
MJ Stories
Fan Pages
Message Board
Other Stuff
Links
Old Links
Jackson Five
Little Michael
King Of Pop
Gary Days
Jackson 5 Era
Adult Michael
Browse Stories
A
B
C
D
E
F
G
H
I
J
K
L
M
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T
U
V
W
X
Y
Z
0
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
10 newest stories
10 highest rated
Add you own story
Macy's Wish Part 1
"Macy's Wish" March 2nd, 2003.... My name is Macy, Macy Greenfield. I'm 15 years old. If your wondering what I look like, this is it: http://www.emo-corner.com/forums/uploads_gallery/1204049688/gallery_10542_41_49615.jpg I live in California with my mother. I was in my room watching the rain fall off the ground. Just another boring day. I picked up my guitar and started strumming a song I heard over and over again that fits my feelings. It's called Oklahoma from Billy Gilman. I started to play it and singing along to it. Me:(singing and playing on my guitar) suitecase packed with all his things Car pulls up, the door bell rings He don't wanna go H thought he found his home But with circumstances he can't change Waves good-bye as they pull away From the life he's known For the last seven months or so She said we found the man who looks like you Who cried and said He never knew About the boy in pictures that we showed him A rambler in his Younger days He knew he made a few mistakes But he swore he would have been there Had he known it Son, we think we found your dad in Oklahoma A million thoughts raced through his mind What's his name, what's he like and will he be Anything like the man in his dreams She could see the questions in his eyes Whispered don't be scared my child I'll let you know, what we know About the man we found, he looks like you And cried and said he never knew About the boy in pictures that we showed him A rambler in his younger days He knew he'd made a few mistakes But he swore he would've been there Had he known it You always said that this was something that you wanted Son, it's time to meet your dad in Oklahoma One last turn he held his breath 'Til they reached the fifth house on the left And all at once the tears came rolling in And as they pulled into the drive, a man was waitin' there outside Who wiped the worry from his eyes Smiled and took his hand And he said I'm the man who looks like Who cried because I never knew About the boy in the pictures that they showed me A rambler in my youngers days I knew I made a few mistakes But I swear, I would have been there had I known it Never again will you ever be along Son, welcome to your home in Oklahoma This song always makes me think about my own father. I never really met him. Mama said I was never meet him. He left me and her when I was really young. I guess he didn't want me or mama anymore after I was born; some dad huh? I placed my guitar down back against the wall and continued to look back outside. Thunder could have been heard from the distance. I got up from my spot from the window and went to my computer desk and went onto my LiveJournal account and thought I should write another entry. I wrote this: "I guess another day of rain for Cali. And another thought about that mysterious man I call "father" who was never there for me through my 15 years of life as of now, the year is almost over. I'm gettign older, and sign of the man who should have been here. I was just listening to "Oklahoma" by Billy Gilman, and singing it, and just that thought popped into my mind. That boy didn't know about his dad, while his dad didn't know about him. And all the things went to where they meet. And everything is a happy endin' for that boy. But, I can't help but think...what if that could happen to me? Could it? Or am I just going over the line once again about all of this. My father was never there, and he didn't want to be there. I was looking at some old photos of my idol and favorite singer, Michael Jackson and his three children, Prince Michael, Paris and Prince Michael II "Blanket" and how these kids have had him in their life longer, and I could see how much of a father he is to these kids. I guess, all I'm saying is...I just wished my father was as much as a dad to me, like Michael is to his own childeren. I guess, I guess I'll never get to fill that feeling. Okay, I guess I'm done for right now. See ya all till next time." Current Mood: Hurt :'( Music: Oklahoma By Billy Gilman I logged out of my account and went to my bed and looked up into the ceiling. I closed my eyes for a little bit till my cell phone started ringing. I answered it, even though I didn't feel like doing it. I was surprised who it was on the other end of the phone. Me: hello? ???: hey, girl. I just saw your new entry on you LiveJournal. Can you stop wondering about that man! He's a jackass! If he wasn't there for you, he wasn't there for you. He's not wroth crying over Me: easy for you to say, Kelly. Your dad has been there since day one! Kelly: okay...okay! Just stop yelling in my damn ear! Me: I'm sorry, Kells. It's just that...I wish he was here for most of my life Kelly: I know, Maces. I know. But I know something that will cheer you up for tmrw Me: oh...what would that be? Kelly: what would you do if I say that I got a free pass to see Michael Jackson and spend a day with him with a friend at Neverland? Me: I would say, I better be that one friend you are taking. And don't be playin with me girl! Kelly: I'm not! Me: you actually got a pass! Kelly: hell yeah! Me: Oh, my god! This is so awesome! Kelly: I know! Me: but there's just one problem... Kelly: what is that? Me: how am I gonna get my mother to let me go? Kelly: good point. Has she even told you why you can't go see him? Me: no! I swear if it's because of the '93 trial, she needs to get it through her thick skull that he was innocent, and he still is innocent! Kelly: I'm with you on that one, girl! Me: (sighs) I'm gonna go now, Kelly. I'll go see if I can let my mother let me go tmrw. So, see ya Kelly: alright. Bye, girly. If she says no, your gonna sneak off anyways aren't you? Me: yup Kelly: (giggles) alright then. See ya Me: see ya We both hung up at the same time, and I could tell this was gonna be a hard talk wit my own mother. I just hope this will go over easy. I can only hope! To Be Continued I know this part sucked. But the next parts, and the parts after that should be better. Till next time. Not making part 2, till I get about 10 votes.
35 Votes for this story
Keep it I like it
Get rid of it
This Site Is Owned & Managed
By MJSite.com © 1998, 2006
