Problems that a black girl faces everyday...

The thunder boomed all throughout the palace as he walked through the halls with his candelabra in hand, searching for his love. Michael: Grace, where are you? He approached a blood red door that was bolted shut and highlighted by the lightning's remorse. The wind howled as his footsteps echoed his every move. Michael: Grace, my love. Please come out. He said as he approached the door. The first step that he took changed everything forever..

um just some facts about mj.