When I was young, I never even knew or met Michael Jackson. But, my opinion is that he was a very talented artist and a loving, caring person to everyone. His songs make me dance and sing every time. The media and the false rumors and bad names about him I will never believe. I dislike when people call him Wako Jacko. It's not nice. Also when people say that he was guilty, I watched his trial on Tv and he was innocent. They wanted to use prejudice and stereotype against him because he was different. MJ haters beat it. We do not need that from you. Obviously, everyone can't be the same.That is just the way God made him. He was different and unique in his own special way. When he died, I was shocked. Then, I decided to learn how to dance and sing his songs. The first MJ song I heard on the radio was Beat It. Then, I started practicing the dance moves and learning the lyrics. It feels great paying a special tribute to the King of Pop every once in a while! In 2012 on Halloween, I was MJ for Halloween and performed Billie Jean. Beat It and Smooth Criminal are my two favorite MJ songs. MJ's legacy will never die. Rest in Peace MJ. We all miss you.
Jaycee's P.O.V.
I sit alone in my bathroom upstairs, my reflection staring back at me. Mascara tears were rolling down on my cheeks, making my face look like it had spiders on it. Chunks of my own hair was scattered under my chair. That's right, I cut my hair. Now it was a short bob and it has a red-auburn color to it.
If my family won't change, then I'll just have to change for them. I can focus on anything anymore, all I ever think about is my torn up family. They're starting to affect me in ways that will ruin my life entirely. I changed my sense of style, from pretty girly girl dresses to black leather coats and lots of eyeliner.
I sit alone in my bathroom upstairs, my reflection staring back at me. Mascara tears were rolling down on my cheeks, making my face look like it had spiders on it. Chunks of my own hair was scattered under my chair. That's right, I cut my hair. Now it was a short bob and it has a red-auburn color to it.
If my family won't change, then I'll just have to change for them. I can focus on anything anymore, all I ever think about is my torn up family. They're starting to affect me in ways that will ruin my life entirely. I changed my sense of style, from pretty girly girl dresses to black leather coats and lots of eyeliner.