Michael Jackson is an award winning screen writer who has just written a book called Cradle To The Grave.  Though it is published as a work of fiction the subject matter mirrors events in his own life.  He grew up poor in Gary Indiana with his best friends Kenneth Bertrand Grave and Kamaria Bello. As they grew older distance and time eventually made them drift apart.  When Michael reunites with Kamaria it's bitter sweet.  Love lost and found, betrayal, lies, deceit and eventually death steps in to rule the day.  How will Michael cope.  Will he move on with his life or will he be haunted and emotionally trapped forever by his past.

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Scarecrow watched the mystery girl in awe. Was this really Dorothy? No. It couldn’t be. She looked like her in some ways but not enough to convince him. She was a lovely sight but…she wasn’t his Dorothy. However, he couldn’t shake the pull he felt towards her. Had they met before? Who was this girl? And more importantly, why was she watching him in amazement as if she did know him but it had been years since they’d last crossed paths?

“Scarecrow,” she crooned his name with disbelief and bewilderment.

He quickly took a step back and widened his eyes in surprise. Maybe it was her after all. Just somewhat. . .different. “Dorothy?” he asked hopefully. Had she returned to him? Returned to Oz?

The girl slowly got on her feet without taking those hazel eyes off of him. She spoke as if she was lost in wonderment. “I’m not Dorothy. You don't know me."

That crushed him so badly he could not hide the despair on his face. Dorothy was never coming back to him. He lowered his head and let that first tear slide down his cheek. When the girl spoke again, Scarecrow bolted his eyes back up at her again and everything around him went still.

“My name is Beatrice. I’m her daughter.”

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Alternate Ending: 9/18/15

Michael Jackson and Natalya Cane: Two assassins. She has no morality and a low mortality. He’s a young gun, with burnt lungs, and a long tongue. They're here to tear your world apart. But who wants that perfect love story anyway?

Vice (noun): a practice, behavior, or habit generally considered immoral, sinful, and depraved. Vices are usually associated with a transgression in a person's character or temperament rather than their morality. Fault, sin, depravity, iniquity, wickedness, drugs, sex, murder, and corruption.

Having left the music business behind after Thriller .  MJ finds himself the head of a multi million dollar art and tattooing empire. On the brink of a return to music and engaged to be married to his girlfriend of four years, everything is finally falling into place…or so he thinks...That is until a new apprentice joins his team and their stories get Inked Over.

"Tattoos are only skin deep,  just like beauty they can fade, but I have her name etched permanently into my heart…"

"Friendship may and often does grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship."

-       By Lord Bryon.

Can two friends see how much they care for each other?. Wanting to be more than Friends?.

Michael and Amber have been friends since the tender age of ten, spending time together but as they grew and are in High school, can Michael finally admit his feelings for his best friend and can Amber finally see it and care for him as he does for her?

Find out in..

   'I Found that Girl'