How could I ever have dreamed as a little girl, watching "Billie Jean" and "Thriller", falling in love with you-with a child's love...that one morning, I would be running through the gates of LA...running all the way to your funeral?
How could I ever have imagined that day, crying in front of the video to "Man in the Mirror"- watching as my life's mission unfolded in front of me...that one day I would call out the words "Michael Jackson, you changed my life!" and your family would hear me?
How could I ever have known as I practiced moonwalking down the hallway until my feet were covered with rug burn...that one day, I would watch as your brothers walked down a hallway with you...covered in roses?
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