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⚠️𝑇𝑊: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠

Michael Jackson was your husband for 13 years now, you guys were a happy couple but not anymore. You both argued everyday but this argument wasn't normal at all. One afternoon you and Michael were arguing as your children played upstairs. The argument was about Michael always going on tours everyday and always with fans. 𝐘𝐨𝐮:"𝐈'𝐌 𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄! "

𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥: "𝐈'𝐌 𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐀𝐘! 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒!! "

You have had enough of Michael yelling and yapping at you. You slap him across the face hard. Michael falls on his butt, his black straight shoulder length hair covering his left eye. He looks up at you and starts crying

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