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I'M WITH YOU!!!!!!!

I love his eyes and smile, here are some pics:

smile:

http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm187/mjvine/69...

eyes:

http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c360/nativebetty...

I was abused when I was younger by my parents (child abuse). The only CDs I had at the time was the Invinceable record, and "MICHALE JACKSON NUMBER ONES" Album. I was abused for the ages 7-12, after I was beaten though, I would smack in one of the Michael Jackson CDs, and put it just loud enuf for me to hear, for my parents wouln't come in, and for the 3-5 minutes song, I was Michael on stage.People were cheering for me. People were staring at me, not from the bruses or scars, but becasue they wanted to see me. The people loved me. I used Michael as an Xcaspe from the real world. I stoped at around age 11 though. I"m now nearly 15, my parents don't beat me anymore, but when Michael died I was devestated. I remember goin' back in the past where I was on stage with people loving me infront of me. But instead of weeping, I celebrated<3-5 months later death> Because, this wasn't a death, this was the birth of generations and generations to realize not to treat a 'god' like figure like a true god <love, and hate> but treat him as a human, becuase he was no more than that. Perhaps a Super Human but he wasn't invincable, that's something that people didn't realize when he was alive. They didn't think about the future, they thought about money and the present. Michael really impact the person I am, if it wasn't for Michael i'd probally would've commited suicide, but Michael helped me keep the faith. I can't describe how much I loved THE MAN, but Atleast I have my story. BQ: Smile