The world assumed he was dead because he wanted the world to assume that. Truth was he was in hiding. In fear for his life. He had to go in hiding.
While hiding as a gas station worker Michael Jackson goes by the new name the FBI gave him, Fletche...
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Michael You Are Not Alone!
I had to leave the town fairly quick. Because once word got around the small town that Michael Jackson was living there then I was going to be flocked by fans. There was no way and no time to be able to talk to Myra.
They flew me right back home to Neverland Ranch where my family was waiting for me there. Everyone had a celebration waiting at home for me. Though I did not feel like partying. I lost the one thing that meant the world to me. Myra. She hated me.
"Michael! It is so wonderful to have you back home!" Janet exclaims as she hugs me.
Mom hugs me next then Joe, more and more kept coming. We had a great dinner. Then everyone left but Janet. She stayed behind to talk to me. I could use a friend right now. Janet was my best friend.
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"I really missed having my brother in my life" Janet tells me as we sit outside on the patio enjoying a drink. "What was life like being normal?" she wants to know.
"Well actually I really loved it. I had a job and that I was not used to. I made time to get to know this wonderful girl. We were moving in together. And then she found out who I really was. She is hurt and never wants to speak with me again. Not that I blame her" I ramble on.
Janet nods. "What was her name? What made her so special that you two were moving in together?" she wants to know.
"I fell in love with her while I was there for a short time. I felt I could trust her. I felt so badly that I could not tell her the truth. I really hurt her. I never meant to" I admit. "I would give anything to get her back again in my life. Her name is Myra"
"Why not call her? Go see her?' asks Janet.
"I tried to call. She hangs up on me" I tell her. "she does not want to talk to me. I do not want to force her. Maybe one day she can find it in her heart to forgive me and get a chance to know the real me"
"If you love her as you say then do not let her get away Michael. Love is rare. Love is hard to find these days" she warns me. "Don't lose that"
"I am afraid it is gone. Thanks for coming. I am going to head to bed. I need some time alone" I tell her. "Do you understand? I hope I did not upset you"
"No Michael. I understand. Welcome back home" she says as we get up. She hugs me before she goes.
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I sit out there looking up at the sky. Wondering what Myra was doing right now. I missed her. My heart was aching inside for her. Though she probably did not think so. I get my phone. My heart feels so heavy. I needed Myra more than she knew right now.
I decided to try to call her. She had to see that I was not going to give up on her. On us. I call. It rings. And rings. Thankfully she did not have caller id. "Hello?" she answers. Hearing her voice again caused tears form in my eyes. "Hello?"
"Myra!" I answer.
"Michael" she breaths out. "Please stop calling here" she demands bitterly.
"Please Myra just let me talk to you" I beg of her. "I won't stop calling until you hear me out"
"I have nothing more to say to you. I already said what I needed to" she states to me. Then I hear the phone hang up.
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I hang my head in sorrow. The only way that I was going to get to talk to Myra is if I went back there. And I talked to her in person. She had to see how much I loved her.
That night I tossed and turned. My body ached inside to be near her again. To have what we captured. It was lost. Gone. I lost Myra. My love. The next day a letter had arrived for me from her. I ripped it open right away. And read it:
Dear Michael,
Please stop trying to contact me. What we had between Fletcher and Myra is gone. There is nothing left for you. The reason why it is over is this, back before we moved in together I really thought you might propose to me. How dumb was that? That you were going to ask me to marry you! But then our friend told me you, had been planning on asking to marry me. That is what hurt the most. On top of it all then I find out who are you. And god knows that is really why you did not want to ask me to marry you. I am nothing special. Not a model or an actress. I know why. You do not need to explain anything. I understand. Just please leave me alone. Let me move on past the humiliation. Past the hurt. I hope you find happiness with your life now that you have it back. Good luck in all you do.
Myra
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I sigh. Tears water in my eyes. How could she think that? That was not why I had not planned on asking her to marry me. This was all messed up. No wondering why she was hurting so much inside. I understood more. I could not take it that she was hurting. That I caused all this to happen for her. My poor Myra.
"I am going to come to you Myra. You can't give up on me that easily girl. I love you to much to let you go" I whisper out loud.
That was what I needed to do. I needed to seek after Myra. Win her heart back. Get her to come back with me. I was so lonely without her.
I pull her ring out of my pocket. I kept it on me. I was going to ask her in person. I was going to come to her. Show her I cared. Show her love was still there. Make her fall in love with Michael. Not just with Fletcher. Make her see she fell for me.
"I will get you back Myra. I am coming" I declare out loud.
I smile as I head into Neverland to begin to plan my trip out to Myra's.
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