She closed her eyes as though to try and stop it all. As though to ease away all the pain. Her back hurt from lying in bed all day and her whole body ached from the medicines being shot through her veins. She looked out the window pane with sad eyes as the people who saw her could notice the unbearable pain she was going through. She was in so much pain almost day and night. She prayed that she would recover and slowly but surely, her prayers were almost coming through. Ellie had survived the cut… the pain… the misery of it all. She was slowly healing.
Elizabeth Katherine Wyatt stood at the porch as she watched the sun slowly come up. She loved the way the dark sky slowly brightened as the sun slowly crept. She did it almost every morning as though it been a habit for her. Then she would run back inside the house and tell her father what she had just seen. “Father, it is just amazing! It’s so beautiful! I wish you could have seen it!” Ellie beamed at her father. Her long blond hair with soft curls cascading over her shoulders and her bright blue eyes made people stop and stare at her. She was the young age of 17 and yet she seemed to scare most people with her untamed beauty. She was just too beautiful. Men were falling head-over-heels for her although her father had forbidden her to go out with guys. She was young, delicate, and sweet. One morning, Ellie woke up with her head in extreme pain and she suddenly had it difficult to breathe. She tried to ignore it through breakfast. “Good morning father. Good morning mother” she greeted politely as she kissed them both on the cheek. “Hey, you look so disgusting!” her brother Nicholas, teased. “Shut up Nick” she hissed at her brother. “Now now, no fighting at the table. Ellie dear, are you alright? You don’t look well” her mother Olivia said with worried eyes. “Nothing’s wrong mother. I just hadn’t had a good sleep that’s all, and a little
dizzy. If you’ll excuse me, I don’t feel like having breakfast today” she said trying to look fine as she walked back into her room. She felt really dizzy now as she carefully walked back upstairs, bobbing back and forth. She hadn’t gone downstairs again until later that afternoon for lunch. She was really having difficulty in breathing and her mother seemed to notice. “Sweetie are you sure you’re alright? You look as though you’re not well” Olivia said worriedly. “No mother. I feel fine” she said confidently, breathing heavily. But her words betrayed her as she suddenly fell on the floor unconscious. “Ellie!” Olivia shrieked. “Nick, get the car quick!” Brad her father, shouted as he carried her in his arms. Her brother ran as fast as he could to get the car and although his frequent teasing, it showed in his eyes how he truly cared for his sister. He was back with the car a minute later as his parents tried everything they could to wake up Ellie. They hurriedly took her to the hospital and a minute they arrived there, Brad handed Ellie to the doctor. They took her to the emergency room and the three of them were told to sit in the waiting room until the doctor came back with the results. They sat quietly there as Olivia silently sobbed. “Oh Ellie…my Ellie” she sobbed. Brad took Olivia’s hand in his and patted it gently. “Sshhh…don’t cry…she’ll be alright…the doctor is doing everything he can” he said softly. Nicholas said nothing at all. He was only worried about his little sister. An hour later, the doctor came and told them the results. “She has what?!” Brad said surprisingly. “She has a tumor in her lungs. Stage 1 lung cancer to be exact. If we don’t remove it now, it will grow bigger until it would be too difficult to remove. So we are advising you that we need to remove that tumor as soon as possible” the doctor said in a serious tone, feeling very sorry for them. His son had also died of colon cancer a year ago because his wife never agreed to let him have a surgery to remove the tumor so he died quietly in his hospital bed. “I’m very sorry Mr. Wyatt” the doctor said sympathetically. “Thank you for telling us doctor” Brad said sorrowfully as he shook the doctor’s hand. “She has lung cancer? And she needs surgery? Brad we don’t have that kind of money. What are we going to do?” Olivia cried as Brad pulled her into his arms. “There there, we’ll figure something out. I promise” he said as tears rolled down his cheeks and they both cried. “Dad maybe the media can help us” Nicholas suggested, as tears filled his eyes. “How?” Olivia asked puzzled. “We go to news stations or even radio stations and tell them about Ellie and how she needs surgery but we need financial help. And they’ll spread the news to everyone” Nicholas explained. And the next day they did just that. They went to news and radio stations and told them about Ellie and how they needed help to put her in surgery. The people who worked there were touched by the story and promised to help them and a week later, Ellie’s face was all over town, asking… begging for help. Brad, Olivia, and Nicholas watched as people appeared in their room leaving small amounts of money. The three cried as they watched Ellie sleeping peacefully in her hospital bed. She was still unconscious from the day they arrived there and they were getting worried about her more and more. They held each other tight and grieved for Ellie. One thing was clear, they were all afraid to lose her.
Hello everyone! This is another of my articles. I hope you would all like it... I ♥ you all sooo much!!!
P.S. MJ will appear on the story till later. Hope you'll understand that. God bless u all! Take care... With L.O.V.E.
Elizabeth Katherine Wyatt stood at the porch as she watched the sun slowly come up. She loved the way the dark sky slowly brightened as the sun slowly crept. She did it almost every morning as though it been a habit for her. Then she would run back inside the house and tell her father what she had just seen. “Father, it is just amazing! It’s so beautiful! I wish you could have seen it!” Ellie beamed at her father. Her long blond hair with soft curls cascading over her shoulders and her bright blue eyes made people stop and stare at her. She was the young age of 17 and yet she seemed to scare most people with her untamed beauty. She was just too beautiful. Men were falling head-over-heels for her although her father had forbidden her to go out with guys. She was young, delicate, and sweet. One morning, Ellie woke up with her head in extreme pain and she suddenly had it difficult to breathe. She tried to ignore it through breakfast. “Good morning father. Good morning mother” she greeted politely as she kissed them both on the cheek. “Hey, you look so disgusting!” her brother Nicholas, teased. “Shut up Nick” she hissed at her brother. “Now now, no fighting at the table. Ellie dear, are you alright? You don’t look well” her mother Olivia said with worried eyes. “Nothing’s wrong mother. I just hadn’t had a good sleep that’s all, and a little
dizzy. If you’ll excuse me, I don’t feel like having breakfast today” she said trying to look fine as she walked back into her room. She felt really dizzy now as she carefully walked back upstairs, bobbing back and forth. She hadn’t gone downstairs again until later that afternoon for lunch. She was really having difficulty in breathing and her mother seemed to notice. “Sweetie are you sure you’re alright? You look as though you’re not well” Olivia said worriedly. “No mother. I feel fine” she said confidently, breathing heavily. But her words betrayed her as she suddenly fell on the floor unconscious. “Ellie!” Olivia shrieked. “Nick, get the car quick!” Brad her father, shouted as he carried her in his arms. Her brother ran as fast as he could to get the car and although his frequent teasing, it showed in his eyes how he truly cared for his sister. He was back with the car a minute later as his parents tried everything they could to wake up Ellie. They hurriedly took her to the hospital and a minute they arrived there, Brad handed Ellie to the doctor. They took her to the emergency room and the three of them were told to sit in the waiting room until the doctor came back with the results. They sat quietly there as Olivia silently sobbed. “Oh Ellie…my Ellie” she sobbed. Brad took Olivia’s hand in his and patted it gently. “Sshhh…don’t cry…she’ll be alright…the doctor is doing everything he can” he said softly. Nicholas said nothing at all. He was only worried about his little sister. An hour later, the doctor came and told them the results. “She has what?!” Brad said surprisingly. “She has a tumor in her lungs. Stage 1 lung cancer to be exact. If we don’t remove it now, it will grow bigger until it would be too difficult to remove. So we are advising you that we need to remove that tumor as soon as possible” the doctor said in a serious tone, feeling very sorry for them. His son had also died of colon cancer a year ago because his wife never agreed to let him have a surgery to remove the tumor so he died quietly in his hospital bed. “I’m very sorry Mr. Wyatt” the doctor said sympathetically. “Thank you for telling us doctor” Brad said sorrowfully as he shook the doctor’s hand. “She has lung cancer? And she needs surgery? Brad we don’t have that kind of money. What are we going to do?” Olivia cried as Brad pulled her into his arms. “There there, we’ll figure something out. I promise” he said as tears rolled down his cheeks and they both cried. “Dad maybe the media can help us” Nicholas suggested, as tears filled his eyes. “How?” Olivia asked puzzled. “We go to news stations or even radio stations and tell them about Ellie and how she needs surgery but we need financial help. And they’ll spread the news to everyone” Nicholas explained. And the next day they did just that. They went to news and radio stations and told them about Ellie and how they needed help to put her in surgery. The people who worked there were touched by the story and promised to help them and a week later, Ellie’s face was all over town, asking… begging for help. Brad, Olivia, and Nicholas watched as people appeared in their room leaving small amounts of money. The three cried as they watched Ellie sleeping peacefully in her hospital bed. She was still unconscious from the day they arrived there and they were getting worried about her more and more. They held each other tight and grieved for Ellie. One thing was clear, they were all afraid to lose her.
Hello everyone! This is another of my articles. I hope you would all like it... I ♥ you all sooo much!!!
P.S. MJ will appear on the story till later. Hope you'll understand that. God bless u all! Take care... With L.O.V.E.
michael and artemis have been dateing jonna mothers does not trust michael new girl friend she been taking care of the kids for the pass two weeks michael and artemis went for a walk on friday night michael heard someone calling his name he was a little freaked but he ignored it until he heard laugther that sounded like jonna he told artemis to go wait in the car he went to the woods then he turned around and saw jonna standing infront of him she told him to wait for her and kissed him on the lips michael touch his and by the time he looked up she was gone michael ran out the woods.michael stayed up and looked up on jonna datebase nothing but her death date
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michael but looking up everything on jonna since her death but all that came up was up there was her birth certifcate and then there was her death date but something caught his the on her birth certifiacte her father name was frank delio which was michael manger at the assassin asscoation
more drama next.....
Michael Jackson's personal chef Kai Chase just testified -- claiming a frantic Dr. Conrad Murray begged her for help the day MJ died, ten minutes before anyone called 911.
According to Chase, she was in the kitchen preparing lunch for Michael and his kids -- and between 12:05 and 12:10PM, Murray ran downstairs, yelling for her to "get Prince, get help, get security."
Chase claimed she sent Prince to Dr. Murray and returned to work.
Chase admitted she didn't contact security -- a point highlighted by defense attorney J. Michael Flanagan.
Yesterday, MJ's personal assistant Michael Amir Williams testified ... Murray called him at 12:13 PM, and Williams immediately phoned security. MJ's security guard Alberto Alvarez eventually called 911 at 12:21 -- between 11 and 16 minutes after Murray allegedly asked Chase for help.
While Chase was leaving court today, we asked if she thought her testimony was helpful -- she responded, "Absolutely."
According to Chase, she was in the kitchen preparing lunch for Michael and his kids -- and between 12:05 and 12:10PM, Murray ran downstairs, yelling for her to "get Prince, get help, get security."
Chase claimed she sent Prince to Dr. Murray and returned to work.
Chase admitted she didn't contact security -- a point highlighted by defense attorney J. Michael Flanagan.
Yesterday, MJ's personal assistant Michael Amir Williams testified ... Murray called him at 12:13 PM, and Williams immediately phoned security. MJ's security guard Alberto Alvarez eventually called 911 at 12:21 -- between 11 and 16 minutes after Murray allegedly asked Chase for help.
While Chase was leaving court today, we asked if she thought her testimony was helpful -- she responded, "Absolutely."
The Michael Jackson estate is tired of waiting for Lloyd's of London to pay out on the $17.5 million "This Is it" insurance policy -- so they're going after Lloyd's in court ... demanding they pay up, stat.
Lloyd's of London originally issued the policy to cover potential losses for MJ's 2009 "This Is It" concerts -- but earlier this year, the company asked an L.A. court to declare the policy null and void ... claiming MJ lied about his medical history and drug addiction.
Lloyd's insists the policy "was restricted to losses resulting from accident only" -- pointing out Michael's official cause of death was "homicide."
But the estate is now on the offensive -- filing a cross-complaint, claiming MJ never intended to die, whether by homicide or not, so his death still qualifies as an accident.
But the estate isn't just settling for the original $17.5 million -- they also want punitive damages. FYI, suing for punitive damages often scares the crap out of insurance companies.
Lloyd's of London originally issued the policy to cover potential losses for MJ's 2009 "This Is It" concerts -- but earlier this year, the company asked an L.A. court to declare the policy null and void ... claiming MJ lied about his medical history and drug addiction.
Lloyd's insists the policy "was restricted to losses resulting from accident only" -- pointing out Michael's official cause of death was "homicide."
But the estate is now on the offensive -- filing a cross-complaint, claiming MJ never intended to die, whether by homicide or not, so his death still qualifies as an accident.
But the estate isn't just settling for the original $17.5 million -- they also want punitive damages. FYI, suing for punitive damages often scares the crap out of insurance companies.
The Next day Michael woke up notice that he was on floor and he just remember that he passed out so he got up and then he took a cold shower and he just wanted to chill out for today. Michael just put on hes PJS and he just watch some football and play some video games and then Usher call Michael and Usher say " yo Michael how are u feeling?" Michael say " i am doing good" Usher say " thats good but u know we have a job tonight right? Michael say " NO i didnt know u didnt even call me early but anyway i am not going" Usher say " What??" Michael say " I am not going Bit** " Usher say " u know what when I see u i am kill " Michael say " whatever " Usher say " watch u wish u was dead already" sorry whats happen when Usher sees Michael is he gonna get killed or stay alive. To be contuine