Michael Jackson, the King of Pop, had not only sung and dance his way towards fame but he has been into films as well. One of his films involving the 1993 sexual child abuse accusations was Ghosts. It was about a Maestro who lived in a haunted mansion with ghouls. But now that Michael has died in June 25, 2009, history might seem to repeat itself.
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Michael blinked his eyes at the shining light before him. He rubbed his head and tried to get up. He remembered being excited about his comeback concert in London when in one afternoon he was gasping for air and now he ends up in a guest hall.
"This looks like the mansion from Ghosts that I did back then..." Michael talked to himself. He looked down at his body to see that he didn't have any clothes on. The black haired male ran across the halls and into a bedroom where a white shirt and black pants was waiting for him.
"That's strange... it's the same outfit that I wore when I played the Maestro..." Michael wondered what was going on. A voice, clear and eerie, answered all of his questions using only four words.
"You... are a ghost..." The voice answered.
"What the- Who's there?" Michael asked. A little girl with red hair grabbed his shirt and tugged at it.
"Hi Michael..." The girl smiled. Michael smiled as well.
"Hello little girl," Michael waved, "What are you doing?"
"I'm Abby and I'm sorry to tell you but you are dead." Abby murmered. Michael fainted in shock.
"You okay Michael?" Abby asked, trying to shake Michael into reality as we know it.
"... I'm dead?" Michael finally woke up, "That explains a lot of things. But why am I a ghost?"
"Well, sometimes people who die feel that they still need to be on earth for a reason." Michael wasn't so sure about it. Why didn't he want to be an angel? What was his unfinished business on this planet we call home? And most importantly, why is Abby willing to help him? While the King of Pop was asking all of these questions to himself, it was as if Abby knew what he was thinking.
"Don't worry! You will be flying without limitations in no time. Being a ghost isn't so bad..." Abby hugged Michael. Michael smiled. After Abby explained to Michael how he needed electrical energy to tocuh things and communicate with the living, Michael walked with Abby as he was brushing his long hair.
"So now that I am a ghost," Michael finally talked to Abby, "Is there any rules a ghost should follow?" Abby nodded. She told him all the rules that a ghost should know. You can't kill anyone, help someone survive and live when they are about to die, return to earth to get something that was left behind, and you can't possess someone unless you are summoned to do so. Also if you carry a grudge in the afterlife you become an evil ghost.
"Okay?" The black haired man was phased by it all. He knew that the second rule would be broken many times on his account.
