Memory To Be Kept

To: Ms. Ederleen G. Escallar

          Please be at my house in Gary, Indiana this Saturday. I’ll be glad if you’ll be there to talk to me even just for this one afternoon. I’ll wait for you here.

From: Mr. Anonymous

          I woke up at nine in the morning and received a letter from this anonymous guy. I didn’t know who he was then he was asking me to go to his house at Gary, Indiana to talk with him for one afternoon. I can’t explain the feeling but I’m really feeling strange with this. But nothing’s wrong with doing so, since I’m already here at Chicago, it would be easier for me to get there on time.

          Exactly at 4:30 am, I travelled to airport and I reached my destination at around nine or ten. I have seen a banner with my name written on it but I didn’t recognize the face of the person holding it. I went there and I was extremely shocked with what I saw. There’s my idol. There’s Michael Jackson! He was that guy who invited me and I’m so glad that I didn’t ignored the invitation.

          We went to his house and talked. “Were you shocked? You seemed to be quiet still.”, he asked me. “Uhh. Yes. I didn’t expect that you would be the one inviting me to spend an afternoon with you. :)”, I replied. “Don’t you worry, I just wanted to have a simple talk to my number one fan.”, he said and smiled. “Oh, thank you very much Mr. Jackson.” I said. “Just call me, Michael.”, he requested. “Uh, if that’s what you wanted, Michael.”, I agreed.

          We talked about his life, and later on with mine. After the talk, he asked me of my favorite song of him. I said that it was his song “you are not alone”. He smiled and asked me to sing the song with him. Just then we sang and enjoyed other songs as well. We ate many foods as if we’re having a picnic. We danced as well and made fun of our stay together. We rested and said that he enjoyed my company and he really thinks I’m his number one fan. I knew everything about him and his songs, as he thinks as well. He gave me his last released album as a token of remembrance, which I placed at the inside pocket of my jacket. I thanked him so much since I’m longing for this and now I have it really from him. I looked outside and found out that it’s getting late in the evening already. He requested me to go again some other day and spend longer time jamming with him, and I assured him. We bid goodbyes and thanks. I left him with a smile from his and mine’s face.

          Suddenly, I realized that someone else had been waking me up. I woke up and I saw myself riding on a plane with the stewardess telling me that my destination is already here. I thanked her and I went back home. I went to Chicago last year and now I am here at my house in Philippines. I recalled my dream. I’m half glad and half sad. I met my idol Michael Jackson, but only in my dreams. I took off my jacket and felt something hard inside it. I got it and saw my idol’s last released album I’m longing to have. I am now a hundred percent fulfilled with joy and happiness. I might be dreaming but I have had his album I desired, unexpected.

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