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So, yesterday was the 5th month anniversary of the angels death. It was a sad day around the world. So, in memory, i wanted to dedicate a little something. After my sister and I got finished blasting MJ music around Meijer...and getting kicked out... We got home and made wonderful delicious cupcakes in memory of him. We wanted to make them just right, so we spent about TWO HOURS on them. after we iced the top of them, we even wrote things on the top with black frosting such as P.Y.T, MJ, MJJ, Hee-Hee OW!, and many other wonderful things. Anyway, it was about 2 in the morning when we were finishing up glazing the last three, when my older brother came into the kitchen. He started saying that me and my sister were "freaks" for making these cupcakes in memory of him, and that Michael won't even see because "he's in hell." ... OH MY EFFING GOD! he did NOT just say that!! i couldn't take it. i lunged at him with the black frosting. he said "if you get even a DROP of that on me, i'll ruin ALL your clothes!" and i got just a drop on him. just a drop. he started chasing me, and i darted into the bathroom, locked the door, and got a bottle of bleach to defend myself. after a while i came out, and we was back in the kitchen. i said if you say one more thing bad about Michael, you go blind! (i was kidding of course. but i WOULD get it on his clothes) then he said it. he said Michael's in hell with Hitler and he doesn't even want his damn cupcakes from freaks like you. i didn't even spray him. i got a foot away from him, threatened to spray him, but then it was too late. we WHAPPED the bottle out of my hands, and bleach COVERED out lovely cupcakes. my sister broke down crying. and my brother just smirked and said "you're buying me a new shirt btw for getting a drop of frosting on it." i managed to save one cupcake, with a heart on it. that night i played Ben in my room with 5 candles burning. i cried. i love you, Michael.
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