I can't believe it, Michael Jackson is dead. I knew he died the minute he did but I'm still in shock. I never really thought much about him. I always had this weird feeling tha the would live forever and everything will turn out fine for him.... and then he just dies. I actually liked a lot of his songs when I was younger, I just never realized it was him singing (don't ask how I never realized it... for some reason, I thought James Brown sang it.....)

when he died I kinda did my own thing still, but when I woke up the next morning, it hit me, Michael Jackson is dead. The King of Pop, creator of many famous dance moves... dead

feeling strange I thought I should research about his death, I realized the reason why he changed his skin and nose (i knew he had a skin disease already, just never knew what it did) I was shocked. We were making fun of a person who had skin cancer and who was abused as a child.

What i really hate about myself is that I made fun of him too. I felt terrible, I realized even if he changed his nose and skin for fun (let's say he never was abused and had lupus) I still shouldn't had made fun of him,

I went to check his songs and my favorites (thriller, Jam, Who is it) I never realized that he still made new songs now, to tell the truth, when I was younger, I thought he was already dead. Not only a few years ago I saw my first picture of him I shouted "HE'S STILL ALIVE?"

I realized how amazing his dance movements were, and how his songs catches you ears.

what I really regret is that I didn't realize this until after his death. And I feel terrible for that. I never realized who he really is.

I never knew he holds the record of being the celebrity giving most to charity ( i think about 36 charities) I never knew he had kids even, and that he hid them from publicity so that they could have a childhood, one that he never had. I didn't know the reason why he acted childish, until I read his history.

I hate the fact that many of us, including me, don't find the truth about someone until its too late