Michael Jackson

80s. Maybe 1984

You were a successful preformer and singer and had lots of boys simping over you, but there was just one who you hated. Micheal Jackson…

He loved you, a lot, and you could tell that he did but you hated him so much. Absolutely no love for him..

Today was the 1984 Grammys and you were on stage getting a award, and you saw Michael cheering you on, being nice and respectful, but you hated him so much that him just smiling disgusted you.

He felt hurt after seeing your disgusted face at him. He wanted you to love him, a lot, but it wasn’t enough to make you love him.

“And I would like to thank my family and that’s it!” You said before going backstage and then going back to where you were sitting, which was beside Michael. It disgusted you so much that you were even near him. You didn’t want to even be in the same room with him. It just didn’t make sense to him. He lived you so much and you hated him so much.

“And the Grammy goes to, Michael Jackson! The 8th Grammy he has won Tonight!” The host says, and then handing the Grammy to MJ*

*Micheal does his speech and Yada yada yada and then he takes his sunglasses off, but it shocked you, he was crying under the glasses. But you still didn’t feel bad, you felt glad. You felt pure hatred for him. It really hurt him