ChrissyBrown
Proud Member
My MJ story starts when I was about 8 or 9 in Primary school. I was being teased so badly that I would come home & cry. I would wag school. I didn't have many friends because I was the quiet child (The odd one out).
Outside of school was no better. My best friend in the world (Sara) & her sisters were being beaten & sexually abused by their step father. My life was horrible. I couldn't escape pain.
One day during music class at school our teacher told us to open the our song book to "Heal the World". I quickly skimmed over the words & the feeling was wonderful. Finally a song that meant something & might change the way people treated others. I think we sang the song for about a month & everytime a new feeling washed over me. I took one one of the song books home to show my best friend who didn't speak much English. I told her it was by someone named Michael Jackson & we read the lyrics together. It was a comfort to both of us.
As time went by my school life & outside school life didn't get better. It got much worse. Sara's step father was drinking more & becoming more abusive. He would threaten us if we told anyone he would kill us. So we kept our mouthes shut.
Sara was constantly in the Royal Children's Hospital because of injuries caused by him & I constantly wagged school to visit her. She had a massive fear of men no male doctors entered her room at all or she would scream the house or hospital down.
November 25th 1996:
I faked a sickie from school to visit Sara in hospital again. Lucky my mum works a block away from the hospital & whenever I was sick she would take me into work with her & I would go the library but I never stayed there.
I walked down to the hospital & there were so many cars & people with cameras outside. Normally I could just walk in & go up to Sara but this time I was stopped & asked who I was visiting etc. I was with Sara for about 2 minutes & was fluffing her pillows when a about 6 or so nurses entered the room saying you have a visitor. The nurses separated & Michael walked in with presents. He just looked at me & smiled then sat on Sara's bed she didnt scream but just sat there. He introduced himself & asked her "What she was in for?". She just sat there & stared at me as if to say "you tell him". I told him quickly she had been beaten by her stepfather. He just stared at her trying to take it all in & trying to not to cry. There was a tear! I sat down & he put his out his arms around us both & Sara flinched & pushed him away. I assured her it was ok. He whispered something to her & she smiled.
I had known Sara for about 2 & 1/2yrs & not once had seen her smile. He just held us both for a moment & told us it would be ok & not to worry. He gave Sarah a present & as he got up to leave. He said "Jehovah Bless you". Kissed Sara on the forehead & gave me hug & told me " to keep u the good work". I knew he meant looking after Sara. He pulled one of the male doctors outside over to him & they kept looking at us. We never found out what that was about. He did the moonwalk in the corridor & continued in to other wards.
It was a magical day!
Unfortunately Sara was sent back to her Step Father every time she was in hospital but her spirit changed. She may have been going through hell at home but when we were together we would mention that day & smile. Michael did that.
June 26th 2009:
Mum turned the radio on 7.30am as she did every morning for the news & I did the usual thing ignored it & tried to go back to sleep but this time was different. She told me Michael had a heart attack. I felt so sick & was flying to New Zealand that morning.
Mum left for work & I got ready while my head was buzzing.
On the way pilot played MJ songs the whole way. I started singing along.
Landing in NZ my friends told me MJ had died. My heart sunk but I also couldn't believe it.
I returned home & spoke with friends about MJ. Friends who had stayed at Neverland & only the friends who would understand. It wasnt until 1st of July it finally hit. I was just about to nanny & the parents were just walking out the door when I just broke down. I'm not sure how bad I was but was taken to hospital. I had finally accepted his death is my mind but my heart had trouble with it I watched his movies/videos & listened to music constantly for about a month thinking if i stopped it would be official that he has really died.
I have now accepted it but it certainly was not easy.
Hope all that makes sense cause i'm half asleep.
Christina
Outside of school was no better. My best friend in the world (Sara) & her sisters were being beaten & sexually abused by their step father. My life was horrible. I couldn't escape pain.
One day during music class at school our teacher told us to open the our song book to "Heal the World". I quickly skimmed over the words & the feeling was wonderful. Finally a song that meant something & might change the way people treated others. I think we sang the song for about a month & everytime a new feeling washed over me. I took one one of the song books home to show my best friend who didn't speak much English. I told her it was by someone named Michael Jackson & we read the lyrics together. It was a comfort to both of us.
As time went by my school life & outside school life didn't get better. It got much worse. Sara's step father was drinking more & becoming more abusive. He would threaten us if we told anyone he would kill us. So we kept our mouthes shut.
Sara was constantly in the Royal Children's Hospital because of injuries caused by him & I constantly wagged school to visit her. She had a massive fear of men no male doctors entered her room at all or she would scream the house or hospital down.
November 25th 1996:
I faked a sickie from school to visit Sara in hospital again. Lucky my mum works a block away from the hospital & whenever I was sick she would take me into work with her & I would go the library but I never stayed there.
I walked down to the hospital & there were so many cars & people with cameras outside. Normally I could just walk in & go up to Sara but this time I was stopped & asked who I was visiting etc. I was with Sara for about 2 minutes & was fluffing her pillows when a about 6 or so nurses entered the room saying you have a visitor. The nurses separated & Michael walked in with presents. He just looked at me & smiled then sat on Sara's bed she didnt scream but just sat there. He introduced himself & asked her "What she was in for?". She just sat there & stared at me as if to say "you tell him". I told him quickly she had been beaten by her stepfather. He just stared at her trying to take it all in & trying to not to cry. There was a tear! I sat down & he put his out his arms around us both & Sara flinched & pushed him away. I assured her it was ok. He whispered something to her & she smiled.
I had known Sara for about 2 & 1/2yrs & not once had seen her smile. He just held us both for a moment & told us it would be ok & not to worry. He gave Sarah a present & as he got up to leave. He said "Jehovah Bless you". Kissed Sara on the forehead & gave me hug & told me " to keep u the good work". I knew he meant looking after Sara. He pulled one of the male doctors outside over to him & they kept looking at us. We never found out what that was about. He did the moonwalk in the corridor & continued in to other wards.
It was a magical day!
Unfortunately Sara was sent back to her Step Father every time she was in hospital but her spirit changed. She may have been going through hell at home but when we were together we would mention that day & smile. Michael did that.
June 26th 2009:
Mum turned the radio on 7.30am as she did every morning for the news & I did the usual thing ignored it & tried to go back to sleep but this time was different. She told me Michael had a heart attack. I felt so sick & was flying to New Zealand that morning.
Mum left for work & I got ready while my head was buzzing.
On the way pilot played MJ songs the whole way. I started singing along.
Landing in NZ my friends told me MJ had died. My heart sunk but I also couldn't believe it.
I returned home & spoke with friends about MJ. Friends who had stayed at Neverland & only the friends who would understand. It wasnt until 1st of July it finally hit. I was just about to nanny & the parents were just walking out the door when I just broke down. I'm not sure how bad I was but was taken to hospital. I had finally accepted his death is my mind but my heart had trouble with it I watched his movies/videos & listened to music constantly for about a month thinking if i stopped it would be official that he has really died.
I have now accepted it but it certainly was not easy.
Hope all that makes sense cause i'm half asleep.
Christina
