The Gloved One

We were asked by our English teacher to make some doodlings in the back of our English notebook. Since, I am a big fan of Michael Jackson, I draw him. However, we were asked to write a short story about our doodlings with a partner and we can't thing of anything else. So we decided the story to be like this. No offense to the fans please. . .Coz I am also a greatest fan and I love Michael Jackson.
The Gloved One
In his dressing room, alone in the black of night and whiter than a sour cream, Michael Jackson is feeling damned shaken from being stuck in yet another droning nightmare and killing performance in his concert.

He gave his drowsy head a shake as he tried to figure out why he is still sitting for a long-lasting time in his chair. Already he is so lonesome, he could cry. He then stood up, take a leisurely walk in his dressing room and has caught a glimpse of what looked like some designer’s clothes. He pulled it out from the other dresses of his wardrobe and began to raise his brows when he found out what it is--a woman’s nightdress. The confusion was too loud. He felt uncertainty. He said in a low voice, "God?"

At that moment, a big vibrant butterfly perched on his shoulder and his bewilderment grew strong. He told God, "What? God please, no way. It can’t be me."

Soon a white light cut through the darkness of his dressing room. It was coming from his wardrobe. His gaze traveled from one side to the other to make sure he is completely alone as he stepped into that door of wonder.

All of a sudden, he belonged to another world. Looking out into that sunny bright morning with the fresh smell of lawn and flowers, he saw little boys playing. He became excited at once. He start making his way to them while singing his favorite theme song "The Way You Make Me Feel, You Really Turned Me On."

He took out an empty can of Pepsi from his coat pocket and filled it with wine. He told the boys, "Do you want to be like Billie Jean, as she caused a scene with eyes that dreamed of being the one who will dance with me in a round?"

However, a coconut fruit from nowhere hit him. He turned his head and was deeply shocked to see his fans rushing to him. They want an autograph.

Michael Jackson forgets about the lost children for a while and flees. He sings to himself; "They're out to get you, better leave while you can
Don't wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man
You wanna stay alive, better do what you can
So beat it, just beat it"

Next time, he will be doing thriller but right now, he is a smooth criminal.
   By Stacy Kate
Published: 6/29/2008
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