Mike

Your name is Sarah, you live in Russia, you always dreamed of flying to America, but you didn't know English. One day, when you were 15, your mom told you that you were flying to Los Angeles! You were thrilled and started packing. You had your usual cute style. You're short, cute, beautiful, thin, slender, graceful, and classy, ​​but sometimes rude and irritable. You're used to being carried around, etc. So, when you and your mom and dad arrived in America, you went out to buy some water but ran into Michael Jackson! You were a fan of his, and you started saying something in Russian to apologize. He looked at you and said,
"I'm sorry, I don't understand you."
You didn't understand what he said to you at all and just walked away. He looked after you and just smirked. He was so kind, he didn't even seem offended. He had a son, Prince, and Blanket, and a daughter, Paris. Prince is 15. Paris is 13, and Blanket is 10 (the age is fictitious). You knew about his family and knew almost his entire biography. It was 1995, so everyone knew him. You came home and told your friend everything over the phone.

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