"Michael, you can't do it tonight! Do you want to mess this up for the group? For me???"
"No," I said softly.
"Good. Now stay inside. We are leaving by 8:00."
My father left the room and my brothers scattered elsewhere.
Although I was sick, I still wanted to go and play with the neighborhood kids.
So, I snuck out to go to my friend Mary's house.
As soon as I got there and rang the doorbell, she answered it.
"Hi Michael," she said. "I thought you were sick."
"I'm ok," I shyly said. "Just bored."
"So what do you wanna do?"
"Ha-choo!" I sneezed. I didn't mean for it to escape out of me so suddenly, but I couldn't seem to help it.
"I knew you had a cold!" Mary laughed.
Before I could reply, another tickle approached me.
"Choo! Choo! Choo! Choo!"
"Wow, bless you, I guess."
"Wait- choo!" I was done sneezing now, but embarrassed about that little attack.
"Michael!" My father yelled.
"Yes Joseph?"
"I thought I told you to get inside. Come on now."
"I gotta go Mary. I'll see you later."
"Bye Michael."
When I got inside, I blew my nose right away because the cold air made it worse.
"Michael," my mother said. "You can't be outside with a bad cold like this one. You probably just prolonged it."
"Sorry, I just feel so bored, and limited."
"I know, baby. But you just have to rest until you get better."
"Ha-chooo!" I sneezed.
"Bless you."
"I don't feel like I'm getting any better."
"You will."
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Michael's Cold
Fiksi PenggemarThis is a story about Michael Jackson. He has a really bad cold that won't go away and this is his experience with it. It takes place throughout his life- Starting with when he was 11 and ending when he is in his 40's.
