Rest in Peace Micheal Jackson

I Will always remember what I was doing June 25, 2009. A half hour before his death was announced I was in Emily's basement. Listening to my iPod. Fall Out Boy's version of 'Beat it' played, and my friends and I were getting really into it, putting the song on repeat, and then talking about Micheal. We sometimes joked. You know the Micheal Jackson type of jokes. Just to have a few laughs. Later that night I found myself joking that I might have killed him.

Now that he is dead alot of people have been woken up these last few weeks. I really did like talking about his death, and start listening to his music some more. But it felt to me that it was just too much public attention. People have been sickeningly selling off Micheal Jackson stuff, just like when a crowd of people tried to make off with Bonnie and Clyde's fingers in 1934. It just grosses me so I decided I wouldn't talk much about it.

I watched a few videos from his funeral. I gave my silent prayer out to the family, but what really stopped me was Paris. For the 6 seconds that she spoke, from the moment I saw that she was going to talk I was crying. I kind of know what it is like to lose you father at a young age. I didn't loose mine like she did but I know the pain and confusion. Tears still leak from my face as I think about it.

No matter what Micheal did or didnt do, he was a true American hero, and he will always be honored that way. Just like Elvis, Johnny Cash, and yes; Bonnie and Clyde [XD what? If I lived during that time I would have been team mobster just like the rest of America; minus the FBI]