Now they say he molested his nephews as well... seriously??! Like first it was some children, now his nephews, I wonder what or who will be next! Or better, while they're still at it, why not say he molested all the children in the world? Oh wait... the only children he hasn't molested yet are his children but we'll see for how long this is gonna last. I won't be surprised if I see an article soon, saying "Michael Jackson molested his own children as well". And because only "this" wasn't "enough" they decided to sprinkle it with stuff like secret room, pictures of naked children, although this wasn't new but the pictures of animals are! Do you know what David Nordahl said about the animals in his interview... that Michael saved them from exploitation and from the black market, then took care of them like a father. They want to make him look like the sickest, most pervert person on earth! Why? Because they hate his guts out of jealousy. Have you noticed it is mainly men who's been trying to make him look bad? Ever wondered why? Because Michael had everything, EVERYTHING that a man could possible want which logically made ordinary men, who had to work all day for ordinary wages, jealous to the point of becoming one with the Devil (story of Chandler's life). And as for Shana's book about Michael, I don't know what you guys think about it but I was like... seriously??!! Writing a book about him when he's dead and can't defend himself so your lies could remain unveiled (exactly what Lisa did in her Oprah interview)!? And what kind of a woman says "I was his lover, we broke up, we made up, blah blah..." she's literally saying to the world "Hey, I was Michael Jackson's whore for whenever he wanted sex!" how great is that? He obviously didn't marry her because she was probably after his money (like most, if not all of the women when they see a rich man) and he knew it, he wasn't stupid. But I guess she doesn't care about how the world's gonna see her because the money she's gonna earn from the book will compensate it, which is the main point of the whole story (as if he didn't give her enough while he was alive, she needs more), which brings me back to the recent bullshit we see on the internet about our daddy - I'm sure someone's making dollars right now by destroying his legacy. Money = Devil. Why work when you can sew and trash Michael Jackson?

The press is full "surprises", especially when it comes to such a big star like Michael, don't you agree with me? Just imagine how he must have felt, dealing all his life with BULLIES.

I just wanna tell you to always think critically and don't believe what people put on the internet or news but I'm sure you already know that. Make your own impression of Michael by watching his interviews, the press is a pure manipulator. Also, there are interviews with his friend of 20 years David Nordahl on youtube. He knows Michael very well and the things he said about him sound so logical and therefore, most probably true. When I first listened to it, I was like... wow, so different from what the press presents. If you're interested in the interview watch it, it's worth it, and if you're too lazy to search it, give me a message or comment and I'll send you the link. You can also read this, if you haven't already

https://reflectionsonthedance.wordpress.com/2011/08/13/debunking-the-demonic-deception-the-story-of-michael-jackson-and-the-truth/

Oh man... now I think I blabbered too much :D sorry if I bored you but now you can read my imagine! :)

Its been almost 8 years since the day you said 'yes' to your husband, Michael Jackson, the man you loved from the bottom of your heart, with your whole soul and being, and whom you've given 5 babies.

Yes, 5.

Your man LOVED children and wanted you to have many. He got you pregnant with the first baby while you were still on your honey moon, besides, he loved the process of making baby with you about which you couldn't blame him because you loved his big 'instrument', as well.

However, after you reached the number 5, you decided it was enough. After all, taking care of 5 children wasn't the easiest job on earth.....

"Michelle!!! I told you to stop throwing the spaghetti on the carpet!" you told your little girl. She was 4 years old and you named her after Michael.
"Sorry, mommy..." you made spaghetti for breakfast but as usual, your kids won't eat but play with it. They loved to make hot messes.
"And Prince, don't stick your hand in the glass of cola! MICHAEL!!!!" where the hell was your husband??
"Yes, baby, coming!" he was caring your two year-old son down the stairs. "I'm done washing him." he gently placed him on the carpet.
"Did you also feed him?" you asked.
"Yes, baby."
"Please help me with the kids! Michelle keeps throwing spaghetti all over the floor, Prince is spilling cola, Paris has food in her hair and I can't do anything 'cause I need to look after Blanket!" he was the youngest child, only 1 year old.
"Kids, what are you doing?" he looked around the table which was quite messy. "Oh God, not again..." he placed his hand on his forehead.
"I just hope this maid won't run away like the last ones.."

You've had a few maids but they all end up running away after seeing and cleaning the mess from 5 playful kids so you kept hiring new and new maids.

"Michelle, baby, why are throwing the spaghetti like this?" he asked, walking over to her.
"'cause it's fun daddy..."
"And Prince you don't use cola to wash your hands, son!" he removed the glass away from him! "Paris, we need to wash you!"
"No!" she didn't like to take showers. "I don't want!"
"But look at your hair, baby! Let's go upstairs and-" before he could finish his sentence... "What's this smell?" he sniffed.
"What smell?" you asked then Michelle said.
"Oh no! Poo!!!" she pointed at Blanket and you turned around to find him with his diaper opened, his hands full of soft paste of poo....
"Oh Lord..." you said and Michael simply sat down, sighing. Blanket was taking poo out of the diapers with a huge smile on his sweet little face, throwing on the floor and playing with it. All of your kids burst out laughing.
"It's not funny kids!" you said.
"Baby he's covered in poo!" Michael said "How did he manage to open the diaper?"
"I don't know!" while your kids were having fun with the situation, Michael took him upstairs to wash the poo off and you remained with the kids to clean up there.

Yes, your lives got even more interesting after you got your babies. However, little did you know about 5 babies being enough...

Next day after you got out of bed, you felt so bad and even threw up. The symptoms were the same when you were pregnant and you knew very well because you carried 5 children but since the two of you decided you didn't want anymore, you knew Michael was careful during sex. Anyhow, when the symptoms didn't stop the next day but on the contrary they got worse, Michael bought a pregnancy test just to check.

After you did it in the bathroom, you got out to find him nervously waiting and walking around the room.

"So?" he immediately said after you walked out of the bathroom.
"It's positive.."
"OH MY GOD!" he grabbed and lifted you off the ground, spinning you around "ANOTHER BABY! I'M GONNA BE A FATHER AGAIN!" his face shone and you were beyond happy to see him like this but decided to play a little...
"Wait, Michael... " he placed you down. "I thought we said 5 was enough!"
"Yeah but... I don't know how this happened, I didn't plan for it, baby! But now that there's a baby here" he touched your belly "it makes me regret saying that 5 was enough."
"Oh man... the house is already a mess with 5 children and now more... "
"Don't you want?"
"Well, I do but... I thought you were being careful when we make love!"
"Well, I was but..." he gave you the puppy dog face.
"Damn, this man got me pregnant again!"
"Don't pretend you didn't like it..." he smirked. "Come to daddy girl..."
"No!" you playfully said.
"No? Well I'm gonna catch you then!" he begun chasing you around the room and when he finally caught you, he brought you to the bed and begun tickling you. Your laughter filled the entire room.

Your games started to become something more than just a game.... but then Michelle opened the door and said

"Mommy, daddy!"

"Get off of me, the kids!" you told Michael and thank God they didn't see you.  "Yes, baby?"
"You need to come downstairs, Blanket's got poo again!"
"Here we go again.." Michael said and you headed downstairs. On the way there you held hands.

"I love you, YN."
"I love you more, baby."

Short but sweet. I'll be back to updating frequently after Wednesday because I have 3 exams on that day ;( and I gotta studdyyyyyy. Much love!