Streetwalker

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     It was a chilly afternoon in the suburbs of Manhattan in the season of fall during the year of 1981. It was cloudy and windy with a tint of mist. It was dead in the streets of the suburb where barely anyone walked on them. One person in particular walked those streets almost everyday. Their name is Billie Jean, A.K.A. Streetwalker.

She is 5 foot 4 and weighs 130 pounds. She has long dark hair that goes to her waist. Her face features are as beautiful as a Lion. As she struts down the sidewalk in her feminine style, her hair blows in the wind drawing attention. It was hard for her growing up with only a mother and no father. She was born in the year of 1963 making her 18 years old. Also, she just became a groupie but hasn't had woohoo before. To make her money, she works in clubs and waits tables.

Ever since the year 1979, when Michael Jackson came out with his Off The Wall album, Billie Jean has had a crush on him and hopes to meet him one day. "Excuse me, but do you have the Off The Wall vinyl?" She said as she walked up to the clerk behind the desk. "Yes we do. Are you a fan of Michael Jackson?" The clerk asked her. "Yes, I am a big fan of his and I hope to meet him one day!" She replied excitedly as a huge smile spread across her face. "Well, come right this way." The clerk chuckled as he showed her the way.

After the clerk showed her the vinyl, she picked it up and immediately payed the clerk then ran out of the store and fast walked home. Once she got home, she put the vinyl on the record player and began listening to it. "I love you Michael." She thought to herself. Around her bedroom, she had tons of pictures of Michael from 1979 and from the Jackson 5. She had posters and T-shirts and hoodies of him. She didn't just love Michael, she was a stan that couldn't get enough of him. "My goal one day is to meet him and be with him." She said to herself. She rolled onto her back on her bed and stared at one of her posters. "I want to be with you in the future, and I know I will be to, Michael." Then she dozed off to sleep.

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