It's 8:30 p.m. I heard Michael Jackson was still in the building on my floor. Kayla and Destiny are sleep. It's passed our bed time (8 o'clock). I heard people talking coming from down the hall. It sounds like his voice. "Michael?" I whispered. I hesitated leaving the room. Mr. Jerry told us if we leave our bed at night and get caught, we have to wake up early before anyone else wakes up. I have to be brave. It's not like it's a bad punishment.

I peaked out the door and there Michael Jackson, Ms.Leon, Ms, Harper and Mr. Jerry standing looking at photos of all the orphans from the past and present. They turned around to my door. I closed it, but they heard it shut. "Uh-oh" I whispered. I ran towards my bed and hid under the covers.

The door creaked opened. I started to shake. I heard foot steps coming towards me. Then the covers slowly pulled away from my face. There he was looking at me. Michael. "Hi. Isn't it passed your bed time?" He asked. I nod my head. "Mr.Jerry am I in trouble?" I asked. He lowers his head. "I'm going to let you slide for now." I jumped for joy waking up Kayla and Destiny. "Oooooppppss" I whispered.

For two hours, Michael Jackson was talking to us. He talked about his pet monkey "Bubbles". A real fantasy land called "Neverland". He also mentioned living in California. It sounds much different from New York. I couldn't help but wonder how happy he seems with all he has. We barely get anything in the orphanage though it is the wealthiest.

Then he asked me question.  "If you were adopted by someone, who would it be?" I told him "I want to be adopted by someone who would let my friends tag along." He looked at me and smiled once more.