Michael Jackson Imagines

Musical Chairs Alone

My friend and I were bored so we were trying to find some games to play. "Hey Maria we should play Musical Chairs Alone." I listen in interest. "Yeah? How does it go?" She read me the legend of this scary game. "So this legend is that it invites a spirit to play with you. It has to be in a dark room and you will need to play tip toe through the tulips. If the music keeps playing that means you invited something in that doesn't want to play, if the music stops you sit down in the chair light a match and you win. You also have to walk around the chair six times." She smirks. "So are you down for it?" I shook my head no. "Heck no!" My friend smirks. "If you play I'll give you ten dollars." Fuck the ten dollars bruh I'm not playing a scary game they could be risky and dangerous. "How about one hundred." We made the deal we prepared the room in my bedroom. We had to wait until midnight to play of course I also had my matches with me. "Good luck." She laughed as I stepped into my dark bedroom. I turned my phone on to play the music turning up the volume. I played true music and started walking around the chair counting. "1...2...3...4...5...6..." I heard footsteps coming from behind and the music didn't stop. Damn it that means I didn't win. I tried not to panic and kept walking around the chair again six times. "Don't turn around." A soft male voice ordered. I shook a little because the presence felt cold and chilly. "Melody!" I screamed, the spirit covered my mouth. "Shh I'm not going to  hurt you." He let go of me and I kept walking around the chair. "Who are you?" I think I invited something in, how stupid am I?! "I'm Michael if you want to win do me a favor." I turned around and saw a guy with long curly hair, pale skin, with a white collar shirt, with black slacks and penny loafers. I covered my mob so I wouldn't scream. "I told you not to turn around! Michael lifts me in the air. "Don't tell anyone about this." His face turned grim. The chair tipped over and fell on the floor. Dang it now I really lost this time. Michael dropped me on the floor and I tried to escape but the door wouldn't budge as I looked back at Michael. "Sorry you loose your mine now." Kelly was wondering what was taking me so long. "Maria what's taking you so long. This is not a joke! Come out already!" She tried to open the door to  it wouldn't open. The music got louder as Michael got closer to me. "What do you want from me Michael?" I hugged myself against the door. " I want your soul, a lot of fools played this game but didn't expect the worst." Michael forces me to look into his dark brown eyes and I felt my body become weak then his eyes changed to black. "Stop!" I tried to fight but it got worse. "Scream all you want but your just going to make it worse for yourself." Michael started choking me. I gagged trying get his hands off his neck as I looked deeper into his eyes. I got the strength to poke Michaels eyes. "Ahhhhhh!" He screamed in pain covering his eyes. "Stay away from me you jerk!" The music stopped and I picked the chair back up, Michael fought to get to the chair I pushed him off lit the match and I won. Michael started to disappear staring at me in anger he turned to dust and the wind blew it away. "I'll come back for you!" His voice said, I quickly turned on the lights and the door opened. "Omg I thought you were dead! Did anything happen?!" I looked back at the room. "Nope because I won! " I squealed . "Oh! Can it be mine turn?" She walked into my room. " No it's to dangerous." Kelly's mom went to pick her up early.