Life Size

Chapter 10

The next morning at 4 am, I got on my computer. I always get online this early to look at my Facebook, YouTube, etc. I usually go on my phone, but if I wanted to write, I get on my computer sometimes. You see, I want to be a writer, so I'm practicing at the moment.

Besides, my phone is charging on my dresser. About an hour later, I'm still on the computer, and I feel someone's hand on my shoulder. "What are you doing?" a voice asked. I turned around, and it was Michael! "Michael, you scared the living crap out of me!" I whispered.

Michael laughed and said, "Sorry, but seriously, what are you doing?" "Oh nothing, just checking some stuff," I replied. "Oh, nice," he said. About 10 minutes later, Shelby woke up. "What are you doing, Carly?" she asked me.

"Writing," I answered. "Then why are you looking at pictures of Michael?" Shelby asked skeptically. "For my stories, Shelby," I said. "Oh, ok," she said. Shelby looks at the screen for a minute.

"The Truth of Love and Death?" She read. "You remember that story, don't you?" I asked. "No, but I remember the first one you did," Shelby said. I giggled and said, "Because I told you about it." "I read it, too," she said.

I stretched and said, "I'm going back to bed. Goodnight." "Goodnight," Michael and Shelby said in unison. We all went back to bed and fell asleep.
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A few hours later, Shelby and I woke up. I looked at my phone to check the time, and it says it's 7:10 am. I looked around, and Michael was nowhere to be found! "Where could he be?" I asked. "He's probably watching TV or something, I don't know," said Shelby.

"Well, let's see," I said. We got out of the room and saw Mom in the living room. "Mom, have you seen Michael?" I asked. "I was just in the kitchen with him earlier," she answered, "Why?"

"Just wondering," I replied. Shelby and I went to the kitchen, and we heard music. Well, we didn't really hear music coming out, nor do we see a stereo, but we heard singing. It was Michael, and he was singing Billie Jean. I hid behind the wall of the kitchen.

"Why are you hiding?" Shelby asked. "Shhh! Hide!" I whispered. "Ok...?" she said, confused. She hid behind the wall, and we watched him sing:

Billie Jean is not my lover.
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one.
But the kid is not my son.

Michael starts moonwalking. Suddenly, Shelby and I started laughing. "Having fun there, Michael?" I asked. He turned around and said, "Oh my God, you scared me!" "Sorry, but Shelby and I heard you singing," I apologized.

"Yeah, and we saw you moonwalk," said Shelby. Michael laughs and said, "I'm just in a good mood. I can't believe I remember this song." "Remember?" I said confused, "I thought you were always a doll."

"You won't believe me if I told you," he said. "Told us what?" Shelby asked. "After breakfast, I'll tell you," said Michael. "You were the one who was making breakfast?" I asked in fascination. "Well, not only me," Michael answered, "Your mother helped me also."

"Oh, ok," Shelby and I said in unison. 10 minutes later, we finished eating, and we went to my room. "So Michael, you were gonna tell us something we might not believe?" I asked. "Well, remember yesterday when I said something about how I'm finally back to normal after 24 years, and you were confused?" Michael asked. "Yeah," I answered. Michael said, "Well, the truth is...."