Penname: Die4Mike [Contact] Real name: Avril Jackson
Member Since: Dec 24, 2014
Membership status: Member

Born with a pen on my hand. I can draw, I can...yeah of cause write fictions. Honestly, I've never ever write one before. The stories are usually built in my mind and I couldnt write it out. Cuz think about it, they would never ever come true. So noting all down just for a little happiness inside but a painful ugly truth outside that they're all just imagination. However if they can make you happy, and bring Michael closer to you, yeah, that would be fun. But dont abuse it, I've been reading many many many fictions of his fans and (sorry, no insulting) they're sooooooo....well awkward. So I'll just write love story, no having sex or flirting each other. Michael might be A Real Monster on stage, but in real life, he's just a little naive innocent never-grow-up boy. He's my Peterpan. I love him the way he was. Sometimes, I could have said: "I just wanna f*** you, Mike". But promise, there would be none of them in my story. Read it if you want of just a little bit curiousity. Ignore it if you wanna read some sex actions from the other sources

Beta-reader: No
Gender: Female
Age: 18-21
Real Name: Avril Jackson
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Stories by Die4Mike

Don't know

Don't know if I could do this on my own

Why do you have to leave me?

It seems I'm losing something deep inside of me

Hold on, on to me

Now I see

Now I see


Everybody hurts someday

It's ok to be afraid

Everybody hurts

Everybody screams

Everybody feels this way 

It's ok


It feels like nothing really matters anymore

When you're gone, I can't breathe

And I know

You never meant to make me feel this way

This can't be happening


....So many questions

So much on my mind

So many answers I can't find

I wish I could turn back the time

I wonder why


'Why? Why'd he do this to me? He can't--He can't leave me. No he can't. This is not happening...' Melody sniffled, burying her face in the pillow. Few minutes earlier, her eyes couldn't leave the TV screen, waiting for new information about This Is It Tour. 'This might be the last tour of him. Can't miss it. I CAN’T MISS IT. Damn, he might be 50 years old, wearing an outfit that makes no sense, but still hotter than your 20-year-old supermodel boyfriend. At any age, at any century, girls still drool on his feet. What a man!' She mumbled to herself, biting her fingernail if she had any...."What do you mean? The tour is cancelled? Why? Why? He's what?--What did you say?" She yelled, which made her father sitting next to her give her a wtf look. She glanced at the newspaper on his hand. Though her misty eyes made it hard to read anything at the moment, she could still read the big font 'Wacko Jacko is DEAD' next to the picture of him, pale and weak. Her father already knew this before the news on TV. Before he could say anything to comfort his daughter, Melody run like an arrow upstairs, readied to let out an ocean of tears in her room.

...She’s holding a picture of him, her favorite one. He’s smiling happily. That beautiful smile.... now is so gone.

Categories: This Is It: 2006-2009, Adventure, Crime, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Humor, Romance, Dreams, Lyrics
Characters: Michael, Original Girl
General Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Some Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Strong Language
Trigger Warnings: Attempted Suicide, Death, Kidnapping
Series: None
Chapters: 2 Table of Contents
Completed: No Word count: 793 Read Count: 76
[Report This] Published: Aug 03, 2015 Updated: Aug 04, 2015