"Imagine a world like that."
In which I give you imagines about the one and only, Michael Joseph Jackson. All eras included.
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Start: August 1st 2020
End: TBD
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I sat at the very edge of the bridge, my feet dangling. My eyes were stained with tears and my hair was a mess.
It's been exactly one week since my best friend, the love of my life, my everything, had died. And quite frankly, I wasn't taking it well.
How was I gonna live without hearing his sweet voice every morning? How was I gonna live without seeing his beautiful smile all the time? How was I gonna live without him?
Simple; I wasn't.
I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and flipped it open. I searched through my contacts and looked for my long time friend, Trish's, contact name. When I found it, I clicked it and texted her a message:
If you need me Wanna see me Better hurry Cause I'm leaving soon
I put my phone down near the edge along with my shoes. I heard a bunch of ringing from my phone but I ignored it. Nobody could change my mind at this point.
I stood up and put my feet along the edge. I stared down at the cars down below me. I felt tears start to run down my face.
"I'm coming Michael." I whispered before I put one foot over the edge.
I closed my eyes and and felt my body fly down before everything faded to black.
A/N: Extremely short and depressing chapter. I apologize if anybody got triggered. -Mariama❤️
