[For this story, my name is going to be Becky. Hope tu like the story, please tell me what tu think of it, Thank you:)]
Chapter 1: [In 1988, BAD era Michael]
"Michael pass me the ball!" I called ahead to Michael, who was running with the ball I was asking for, about 10 metres ahead of me. We were in the field near Neverland, which was huge. Me and Michael always enjoyed playing there.
"You gotta catch me first!" Michael giggled, running faster. I tried to run a little faster but I wasn't very good at running and I have asthma which makes me tired quicker. I gave up and stopped running, falling...
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