Aya.

I was sitting on the bus daydreaming feeling really dull because I had a really sad dream, the dream was about Michael. In the dream I was in the middle of darkness, I realize I was myself as a child, I tried to fined my way out but I couldn't. Suddenly something hit me on the stomach it wasn't physical but emotional, it was like someone went in my head and grabbed the darkest memory I had and punched me in the stomach with it. Unexpected tears started to flow down my cheeks, I started to feel the pain in my stomach, it was so unbearable, I crossed my arms and pressed it against my stomach to maintain the pain, I cried my eyes out, it was like the darkness and loneliness I had sealed away inside me just came pouring out.

All of a sudden I heard a cry that was louder than mine, I followed the cry, when I made it what I saw was heartbreaking. It was a little boy on the floor rolled up in a ball, a spotlight was placed upon him, I slowly walked closer and closer to the little boy "Hey are you okay", I asked. I slowly and gently placed my hand on his shoulder, once the boy felt my hand on his shoulder he looked up at me, my eyes widened, it was Michael as his child self, we stared at each other for a little while.

"Save me" he said, quietly.

"Save you from what", I asked.

"Loneliness", he answered.

"Save me, save me, save me..." his voice echoed, that's when I woke up with tears on my cheeks and eyes.

The dream made me feel down in the dumps, ruining my day so far, I couldn't concentrate in my classes, but I knew once I arrived to the art building the kids will make me feel better. In the classroom I showed the kids how to make a love heart with clay, I played with the kids they told me funny stories but, I still felt down.

Michael arrived as always the kids were delighted to see him, they all ran up to him at the same time and gave him a big hug almost suffocating him, I told the kids to sit down, I welcomed Michael giving him a big hug too, I swear he gives the best hugs ever his body was so comfortable, so relaxing. I have to say that hug did make me feel a little better.

"So what are you guys making", he asked thrillingly.

He rushed up to the kids sitting on the chair, "oh your making a love heart out of clay". He got some clay and began making his love heart, he had a big smile on his face. It was so cute seeing Michael like that his big smile shining up the room, Michael is wonderful and a beautiful human being every time I see him I get butterflies in my stomach, I want to get close to him I really do, I want to know him more. Michael looked at my direction and gave me his adorable smile I couldn't help but blush.

I was helping the kids with there clay and I was talking to Michael too, but for some reason I couldn't stop thinking about the dream it was really bothering me, why Michael, why was the dream about Michael, why were we kids, why did I have to save him from loneliness, I had so many questions, but I had to remember that it was a dream so maybe I was just overthinking about it. But than I stared at Michael, my memory stumbled upon something that happened a few days ago.

Michael and I were at his house we were having a marvelous time as usual, playing with the animals, playing games in the arcade, watching a Italian non-subtitle movie all those fun stuff we like to do together. When I was about to leave Michael was very upset.

"do you have to leave so soon", he asked.

"Yes Michael it's getting late", I replied.

Michael wanted me to stay a little longer, as much as I wanted to I couldn't, I had classes in the morning. Michael seem very upset like he didn't want to be alone, every time I left his house he always had that look on his face, like he just didn't want to be left alone.

I've always had the sense that Michael wasn't always happy, I mean who is, being around Michael I notice that Michael doesn't really have friends that are not in the business. I seem to be the only one, I guess it's understandable him being a childhood star and all, your a child put into an adults world.

When it was home time myself and Michael where cleaning up the classroom, he invited me to his house, of course I accepted the invite. We drove back to Michael's house, in his house we were sitting in the living room, we were talking about Charlie Chaplin.

"So what's your favorite movie of Chaplin's ", he asked.

"The great dictator", I answered.

I explained to him that the great dictator was a masterpiece to me, because Chaplin really spoke he send a message to the world about how the war must end and how we are brothers and sisters and we shouldn't fight, he agreed with me and smiled.

We talked for a hours about all kinds of things like art, the children and religion. When Michael's stomach growled, we decided to make a simple snack, we went into the kitchen and we made a chocolate fudge sunday it was delicious Michael enjoyed it too, so much so that he stole mine and ate it all when I was using the bathroom.

It was getting dark and it was time for me to head home, when I told him he had that sad look on his face, I hated leaving knowing that he had that look on his face, I had classes the next day so I had to go. I left the house, I was walking down the street to the bus stop, suddenly I realized I forgot my purse. So I ran back to Michael's house, once I got there the gate was still opened, I ran to the main door and rang the door bell, Mary answered it looked like she was about to go home, I told her that I left my purse she let me in.

The house was really quiet everyone had left, I walked into the living room and saw my purse on the sofa, then I thought to myself I should see if Michael was okay because he had a sad look on his face just before I left, I knew that no one was downstairs so I searched upstairs for him. As I walked closer to Michael's room I could hear sobbing, the sobbing reminded me of the dream. I carefully turned the doorknob and I opened the door very gently, once I saw Michael sitting on the edge of his bed with his head down and his hands covering his face, sobbing, I slowly walked in.

"Michael, Michael are you okay". He was still sobbing, I sat beside him and I gradually pulled his hands away from his face, he looked at me with those big brown heavenly eyes filled with tears, I hated seeing him so upset. I immediately gave him a big hug.

"Your not alone anymore, I'm here for you, I won't leave you alone ever", I whispered in his ear. 

He wrapped his arms around me and hug me tight, we hugged for a long time not wanting to let go of each other. I stayed with Michael all night, I went home round 2 a.m. The dream made sense to me now, Michael was extremely lonely, he once told me that he was the loneliest person in the world, of course I didn't believe it because his got me.