August 29, a day to remember. It is also the day that my favorite entertainer, humanitarian, and my husband. Michael Jackson.

Yes and I love him so much because we share something so incredible. August 29.

Oh Yea, my name is Mac'Kenya Lattamore.

I have loved Michael since I was a little girl.

When I was 5, I was diagnosed with cancer.

My mommy and daddy cried so much. At the time I was fine, but later, I started getting sick.

At 10, I lost all my hair.

At 15, my weight dropped drastically from 125lbs to 90lbs to 75lbs.

Now at age 18, I am a bald African American female. I have gained most of my weight and my hair back but I am still sick.

My birthday is a few days away and all I want is to get better.

But through all my struggles, only one person could make me feel a lil better. Michael

His music was like medicine. When I was feeling at my worst, my daddy would play Jackson 5 "Got To Be There."

My heart would sometimes skip a beat listening to Michael's soothing voice.

A voice that was blessed by angels in the heavens above.

--------------A Few Days Later--------

August 28, I'm laying in bed at the hospital twisting the lil hairs on my head that grew back.

I have the Jackson's "Never Can Say goodbye" playing.

My mom and dad come walking into the room, smiling EXTREMELY HARD.

"What did you do," I ask them teasingly

"Well Kenya, what do you want more than anything in this world for your birthday." my mom says

And I reply the answer I always say "To get better and world peace."

"Well this birthday will be really special, I just know it." said my dad smiling at my mom

They walked over to me and gave me a kiss goodnight andwent on home.

I waited til the door closed and looked over to the window to see a star shining bright.

I walked over to the window and noticed the shining star was a shooting star.

I closed my eyes and made a wish. "Dear God or Shooting Star, I wish..I wish.." I pause and open my eyes then think about it. What do I really want for this birthday??

"I wish to get better and secondly is to meet my idol, Michael Jackson" I opened my eyes again and noticed the star slowly flying across the sky.

I smiled and walked to the bed, got in, and went to sleep.

-----------August 29, The Big Day-------

I was awoken by my parents screaming "HAPPY BIRTHDAY."

I smiled and hugged them, I'm 19 today and Michael is 20.

My mom and dad said they would be back.

I smiled at the card and cake on my tray they laid in front of me.

I started to cry, thinking "I'm not going to live to see the rest of my birthdays!"

I put my head in my hands and cried harder.

I heard the door open but I didn't look up.

But the next thing I heard made all my tears wash away.

Singing-

"Baby girl don't you cry-

Let me wipe the tears from your eyes.

Just take my hand and hold it tight-

And we will dance under the moon light.

We are one with the stars-

And nothing will make part.

Dear MacKenya I love you-

I just hope you love me too.".

I stopped and looked up and I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me.

It was Michael, Michael Jackson, in my hospital room. Singing to me on my birthday, well our birthday lol.

I smiled at him and he smiled back.

"Happy Birthday Mac'Kenya" "Happy Birthday Michael"

He walked over and told me that my parents sent a letter to his manager and father Joseph, about my condition.

He told Michael, he didn't want him to come. But Michael. insisted on coming to see me.

We talked for hours.

At about 8, he got up. "Well KeKe (His personal nickname for me) I have had a great day getting to know you, you are just absolutely amazing. I am really happy I spent my birth- excuse me our birthday together. lol"

"I did too Mikey, thank you so much for taking time out your busy day to come and visit me." I said basking in his presence. He is so beautiful.

He smiled and walked towards the door but stopped turned around and came back to me. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead. then got lower and kissed my nose. I giggled.

Then he got lower and kissed my lips for a second but that second lasted a life time to me.

He pulled away and smiled "I don't do this to every girl but your special and I hope you get well."

"Thank you" is all I could get out and I watched him walk out my room.

I laid back and reminisced on the day that just took place.

This birthday has topped all birthday's. I got to meet my idol and hang out with him a whole day, and he kissed me.

This is a birthday that I can't forget.....

Thanks for reading.

In rememberence ( idk if that's a real word so bare with me) of Michael Jackson, this goes to him. He made people feel good all around the world. Sick or healthy, he healed everyone. Long live the king of music. Michael Joseph Jackson.

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