I’ve gone through heartbreak and pain, throughout my whole entire life. From my father leaving my family and I for a man, to my boyfriend cheating and impregnating my own sister. Stuff like that helped to mold the distrust I had in people in general. My mother told me once I graduated highschool and got out on my own, things would be different. I don’t doubt it, but I think it will be interesting to see if she is truly right.

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Justin is a boy searching for action and adventure everywhere he goes. That last country he’d ever return to, though, is the bloody war-torn United States. He knows his mother means well, putting her son in the care of her childhood friend, Michael, and his foster kids, Sam, Neeraj, Cailin, Diego, and Luis, but Justin is stubborn and a bit out of touch with the war with the Middle East. Can he get along with the others enough to survive the refugee conditions to the USA? He might as well become a War-torn Notebook.

He made the deal. I made the promise.

No turning back. I’m stuck now.

I don’t know if he’s a good man or bad man for the job.

But I do know one thing and that he’s a king.

The King of the Mafia.

Chivonn's a girl in her mid-twenties working a mediocre job struggling just to get by. Her brother Bryan is a father of two young children is also struggling after his baby mama kicked him out and sliced his paychecks up with child support. The two siblings realize they are better off living together than struggling on their own. Chivonn feels safe with her brother and the living arrangement is working out perfectly....

....until the day Bryan's childhood friend Michael Jackson, gets released from prison and becomes the roommate from hell you just can't get rid of. He's bad, he's dangerous, and often lets his pride get in the way of doing what's right. There are a few good things about him, though. He's got a secret soft spot for children and just so happens to have one of the rawest talents the world will ever see.

But will the world get to see it? Or will his talent be wasted... Forever lost to the streets...

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

As Michael is preparing for his 30th anniversary concert, his wife Belinda prepares for her first continental tour with her band. With 4 children to manage and the media never giving them a break, it is not an easy job being the Jacksons...