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The Magic In The Mirror(Michael Jackson FANFICTION)

The Magic In The Mirror(Michael Jackson FANFICTION)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jan 14, 2017
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Every moonwalker knows that Michael Jackson went through many stages in his life. In this fanfiction we see all these eras. Sophie Patton hates Michael Jackson completely. Her mother is obsessed with him and so is her little brother. Her mother keeps a mirror in the house she got from Michael's concert long ago. Sophie feels like she's living with a bunch of wacky fans...which she is. After insulting her little brother her mom and her brother leave for a trip for awhile leaving Sophie all by herself. Sophie rids of all Michael Jackson material and even breaks the mirror her mother loved..Not knowing that the next morning she'd find everything back into place. After breaking the mirror Sophie hadn't realized she'd opened the veil of all of Michael's eras. The mirror was magical and it was powerful. She went from hating to falling madly in love with the men in the mirror.
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(This story is very cheesy) For Mature Audience. 1987 Calabasas, California She inhaled sharply, crossing her leg over the other. With a raise of her brows, she smiled. "Do you like bein' a bodyguard?" He glanced at her through the corner of his eye. His arms folded over his chest. "Yeah-It pays good." The back of his head was against the head of the couch. His dimpled chin was up in the air. Upward his lidded eyes drifted. "Do you like bein' a director's wife?" He mumbled, bringing his hand up. He brushed a few loose coils of hair away from his face. The floor shot into her view. A sharp exhale flew out of her mouth. "I-Uh-Nice-It's nice," she stammered. Her head nodded along to her words. "Nice?" Her brows shot up, she strained a grin. "Nice." Suddenly her lips were forced into a slight frown. A crease formed between her brows. She shook her head slightly. "I'm sorry. I'm not no good with words," she sighed. "No, I'm sorry I asked that. That was a real' stupid question." "It wasn't stupid. Nobody's ever asked me that before," she said through a forced laugh. 'Nice,' she repeated to herself. ⓒ 2025 All Rights Reserved

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