"Ugh...I hate school!" I say on my way home...."Why does it have to be so difficult!?.....At least navidad vacation starts tomorrow"......I soon make it back inicial "Hey sweetie how was school?" asks my Mother "Terribe..." I say walking upstairs to my room. "Hey now..why is the soon-to-be Birthday Girl so upset about school?" asks my dad..."It SUCKS! BIG time! the teachers are always pushy! the principle is a big loser! and everyone doesnt seem to mind!" i say "Well navidad Vacation starts tomorrow so tu wont have to worry about it" says Mother. "Whatever..." i say walking to my room. I plop myself on my bed, then i put my headphones on and turn on some music...the first song that started to play was "Smooth Criminal" por Michael Jackson....i started canto and dancing to it..."You've been hit by..You've been strucked by..A Smooth Criminal" i sing...'Why is it that everytime I listen to his songs...or even just see him on TV its like theres a connection?!' I ask myself....just then my cell rings..."Hello?" "Hey Boo!" says my best friend Emily "Hey girl what tu doing?" "Nothing much..decided to call you, what about you?" "Listening to Michael Jackson" "AGAIN?!" "Hey! he's a genious!" i say "Yeah...you have a point there..." "Dont I always?" i laugh "So..you exited?" "About what???" "YOUR BIRTHDAY SILLY! did tu forget o something?!" says Emily..."OH! yeah that..yeah im exited...finally I'll be 15!" "I know girl! your momma is making the cake right?" "When hasn't she?" "GOOD! Because her cakes are goooooooooood!" "I know right?" i chuckle.."Uh-oh..gotta go..Love tu hun!" says Emily.."Love tu too boo!" "BYE!" "Bye!" then I hang up and turn on the TV...i decide to go to the news channel...."What in the world!?" i say looking at the screen...'Michael Jackson, being brought to court, is again being accused of sexually assulting a child. Michael Jackson says that it is absurd and is definitely untrue' says the news reporter..."Oh My GOD! when will these people stop lieing about him?! he's fricking innocent!" i say....then my phone rings again its my guy friend Anthony.."Hey! have tu heard about Michael?!" he asks "Im watching it right now!" I say annoyed..."Stupid Jerks right?" "More like Pathetic Jerks" I say "Yep...I feel bad for him man...the people just want his money..and have their faces in the papers" he says. I sigh..."When will they stop?" i ask..."I dont know Kierra...I dont know..listen I have to go now" "Ok Anthony bye!" "Bye" i hang up and continue to watch then Michael starts to talk "I would never hurt a child, it's not apart of me. I dont even think like that. I would slit my own wrists before I lay one hand on a child" "Oh Michael...I wish there was some way for me to help" I say