A fan’s tribute to Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson was never perfect. But, then again, how many of us are? People may say that Michael was worse than the rest of us. People may say he couldn’t control himself. Well, here is the truth. Michael was famous. If we were famous, everything we did wrong would be in every newspaper across the country. So don’t blame Michael for what the magazines say. He had a true heart, he was a true person.
The day I found out Michael Jackson had died, I started to research him a bit. Lucky for me, ever since Jackson had died nothing but had been on the T.V. I flipped it on and got what I was looking for. It was a show playing Jackson’s songs, explaining them and talking about his past. It began with Thriller. As I listened to the words, watched the amazing dance moves, and saw how much Jackson was enjoying it, it made my heart sing. That was the first day Michael Jackson took over my heart.
As I sit here thinking back a few weeks ago to that day, I start to feel a pain in my heart that no other Jackson fan could feel. Michael Jackson was dead. I would never get his autograph. I would never see him in person. But my tears would have to wait, because I had just again pressed play on Thriller.
Michael always did have something strange about him. At least that’s what my grandmother said. But in time, everyone started to like Jackson for who he really was. Heart, soul, voice and a powerful moonwalk!
ó Tori Isenhour
Age 11
Salisbury