Ever since the world lost Michael I felt lost, broken hearted, and nothing felt the same anymore.  When Michael came into my life I felt instantly happy, his music always helped me cope with my emotions, make me dance, and sing along to his songs. Everyone always wanted to ask where Michael was? But lets face it he's dead no he didn't fake it this time. I had to learn this the hard way as well. At least I know he is in a better place now free of pain. "Michael why did you have to go?" I asked looking up at the clear blue sky I sighed. I wish that I was with Michael right now but only if I die that is when I would meet him again. But that is ridiculous to do I don't wish death upon myself to meet Michael so it's better to wait until it's my time. I come back in the house and listen to all of Michael's cd's I recently bought and I put the Off the Wall album which is my favorite. Get on the floor was blasting loudly in my room I was dancing and having a good time by myself in my room. Later on I tried to get Michael off of my mind before I went to bed but I couldn't the thoughts of him kept haunting me. I couldn't take it anymore I write a letter to say goodbye to my family and runaway.

Dear family I'm sorry but I have ran away from home and I'm never coming back. I love you all very much but there are somethings I need to take care of love your daughter <3.

I left the note taped to my parents bedroom then I started to pack things I needed I got food, clothing, my cellphone a knife, and a gun I snuck from my parents room. I made sure my phone was fully charged before I walked out of the door. The next morning my parents found the note I left and my mother was on her knees crying hoping she would find me and called the police straight away. "It's ok honey we'll find her." His face was full of sadness and helped my mother up and made her have some tea to calm her down. Later on in the day I walked into the woods searching for a spot to camp out. It was kind of tight in the woods and my shirt got stuck in the naked tree branch tearing off a piece of my shirt I continued walking and sat firmly on the ground meditating on my suicide mission. "Don't do it." I heard a soft voice say I ignored the voice still thinking while I stared at the gun and the knife. I just can't help the fact that Michael is gone it's not fair that I never got a chance to meet a fun, loving person like him. "Sorry Michael but I want to do this." I say looking up at the sky again. I take the gun putting it to my head since it seems the fastest way to die. I press against the side of my head closing my eyes tightly as tears run down my face. I place the gun to my heart instead and my finger pulled the trigger I feel the warm blood falling on my chest. My breathing wasn't that great and I thought of being happy once I'm at the one place called heaven. "Oh no your so stupid! Why did you kill yourself?! It wasn't worth it!" I hear a soft male voice scream. " Wake up." He slaps me on the cheek. My mom and dad was searching anywhere they thought I could have ran away to. The police had a picture of what I looked like. "Don't worry Ms we will find her as soon as possible." The police started searching in the woods. I wake up with clouds around me I didn't see the blood on my chest anymore. "Oh no I hated seeing you dying it's the worst thing you could do. I heard everything  you said girl." Michael was standing so perfect with his arms at his sides he was glowing like the sun he was wearing a white robe and had angel wings attached to his back. "Woah you look even better than before you died." Michael chuckles. "Thanks but I have to save you. You can't throw your life away because of me darling. I don't like seeing my fans die just to see me again they have so much to live for." He sighed I walked a little closer to Michael. "I'm sorry Michael I just missed you I wanted to see you one last time but it is nice meeting you." I admire his handsome face why is he just so perfect. "I understand." Michael hugs me and I take his embrace. "It's so peaceful here in heaven I don't want to leave." Michael showed me an image of my parents worried looking for me. "Oh shoot I bet I don't have enough to live again." Michael looked at me. "Yes you do they are rushing your body to a hospital." I watch my self being taken into the emergency room. " A tear rushes down my face. "It's ok I'll make sure your soul is put in it's rightful place. Don't worry we will meet again just not now. I love you." I turned back to Michael crying into his chest while his arms are wrapped around me. "I love you too Michael." I woke up in the hospital room seeing my parents sitting next to each other holding hands. "Mom and dad I'm sorry." I cried. "No honey it's ok we were worried about you." They hugged me tightly. "I made such a stupid decision heaven was so peaceful I wasn't ready to leave but it wasn't my time yet." They nod there head. "Yeah you young lady have so much to live for and there are people who love you too." Dad kissed my head. "The same thing Michael has told me." My parents looked at me confused. "Who is Michael?" I smiled. "Michael Jackson mother he said I was stupid for killing myself but I'll tell you the rest later but right now I'm glad I am alive and back with my loving parents."  We hugged again.