Scarecrow watched the mystery girl in awe. Was this really Dorothy? No. It couldn’t be. She looked like her in some ways but not enough to convince him. She was a lovely sight but…she wasn’t his Dorothy. However, he couldn’t shake the pull he felt towards her. Had they met before? Who was this girl? And more importantly, why was she watching him in amazement as if she did know him but it had been years since they’d last crossed paths?

“Scarecrow,” she crooned his name with disbelief and bewilderment.

He quickly took a step back and widened his eyes in surprise. Maybe it was her after all. Just somewhat. . .different. “Dorothy?” he asked hopefully. Had she returned to him? Returned to Oz?

The girl slowly got on her feet without taking those hazel eyes off of him. She spoke as if she was lost in wonderment. “I’m not Dorothy. You don't know me."

That crushed him so badly he could not hide the despair on his face. Dorothy was never coming back to him. He lowered his head and let that first tear slide down his cheek. When the girl spoke again, Scarecrow bolted his eyes back up at her again and everything around him went still.

“My name is Beatrice. I’m her daughter.”

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Alternate Ending: 9/18/15

They say you shouldn't rob the cradle and take someone's babe but when you're vibrant, sexy, and a successful power attorney. Not to mention, a big socialite, whose to know?

He used to know her. He used to love her, but she ran away from him with no explanation and without a word. Can he ever win her back?

This is a story about how love changes through the years, how the people involved cope with that change and the struggle to get back to the way they were.

"I had always wondered what my purpose in life was. Michael knew that his was to bring joy through his music and help people, but what was my purpose in life? I spend my nights searching through the darkness. Searching for her, searching for me. Searching for the light, searching for a way out. I needed to get out. I was drowning in my own tears."

What do you do when you lose everything you have to live for? Jayden is a 17 years old school girl when her and Michael goes from being friends to being lovers. One night changes her life forever, and she soon finds herself living a life that she never dreamt about. But happiness doesn't last forever. The pain of losing can be gruesome especially to someone who's already scarred. Join Michael and Jayden on their journey. Will their love be strong enough to survive?

Still gasping I got up an stumbled my way back into the bedroom. I grabbed a bag, my phone and some money. I had no idea where I was heading, but I couldn’t stay. Everyone was gone, and I had nothing left. No family, no purpose, no love…

More tears fell as I pulled the ring off my finger. I wondered if it was even supposed to be there in the first place?

Why would god put me on this earth only so that he could break me and break me down?

There could only be one answer to that question. 

God didn’t exist… 

And neither did I anymore.

- Helene Jackson xx

Michael's always wanted somebody to love. He just released "Off The Wall" and he meets a beautiful girl, Natasha. They hit it off and have a Break Of Dawn night ;) They both will never forget it. Natasha can't trust men so she breaks his heart ;( but it wont be the last time they see each other. Its Michael's bad era and he's now, one of the biggest pop stars ever and out of no where a little girl shows up at his door? Who could this be? Read more and leave reveiws! :)

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With her mother dead and her father on the road, Arabella spends most of her time on her own with only her Austrilian Shepard, Music, watching out for her. But one night, an unexpected vistor comes into show. 

Two are better than one.