Ghost [Michael Jackson FF]

Being a Michael Jackson fan, I was thrilled to have this new job. Working here at the Neverland Ranch. Paris Jackson. MJ's daughter had bought the estate. They had some of his original furniture. They tried to recrate the ranch to its former glory. Including adding in the rides in the front of the ranch. Paris and her brother Prince were pouring their funds into this place because we were all making it a historical land mark as Graceland had been. At 33 years of age I landed this perfect job!! It should have been a long time ago. I was excited to come to work every day. Working hard to get this place back to its former glory days. Too bad it took so long! Some of Michael's close friends were going to come to attend the grand opening of this place. Such as Mac Culkin and Brooke Shields to name a few of them. Paris made a stage area where concerts were going to be held here as well. Some famous people were going to be lined up for the first few shows. There was going to also be a Michael hologram here on the stage. I always wanted to see those shows out in Vegas town. ♥☆♥☆♥ "Miss Moore, we need you in the trophy room. They have some more awards to be hung up" someone calls me on one of the speakers. I push the button on the wall to answer Debbie Trout back. "I will be right there" I promise her. I walk down the long hall where the new trophy room was for Michael. I thought most of the awards were already up. But more work had arrived. We also had his outfits placed on display to. It looked fantastic. The Presley's had donated money to the Neverland Ranch for Paris to be able to restore this. It was truly nice of Riley and Lisa Marie to do. I bend down. I get my box cutter open. I begin to rip open the boxes then remove bubble wrap off the awards. I feel my hands shake as I get to touch these amazing awards. We had some new photos of Michael getting these awards and they hung on the wall. The awards were going to be placed next to them. I graze my hand over the award. My whole life I had been a Michael fan. I never once got to see him in concert. Right when he was going on that last tour I was planning on going to that concert near me. But then he died on us. Leaving his fan's heartbroken. Tears come to me. I fight them back. No more crying. ♥☆♥☆♥ "Myla stop belly aching and get to work" I sigh to myself. I begin to place awards on the walls. Getting through tons of boxes. I had to turn the lights on in each hall that I went to. Paris had also opened up a gift shop to that we had to work to unpack. I heard rumors that there was going to be a hotel to package a deal for fans to get tickets here and to be able to have a charming hotel to stay at when they travel here. "Michael would be so proud of his kids" I mutter to myself for the tenth million time that day. I always tended to feel like someone was watching me when I worked. But I figured that it was the security cameras were watching me here. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up suddenly as I get to the last box of awards. It was for the Thriller video. Wow. I had to be so careful to touch this award. I manage to get it on the wall perfectly fine. ♥☆♥☆♥ I feel someone touch my shoulder causing me to jump. I whirl around. "Johnny what the hell?" It was my coworker Johnny. He was often pulling pranks on me. Just to get my attention. He could be really annoying. "Johnny Sterling stop doing that damn you" I slap him as he laughs at me. "Do you really think his ghost lives here?" he teases me. "you do, don't you?" "So, what if I think that is possible" I snap at him. "There is no such things as ghosts Myla" he laughs at me. "Can so" I snap at him. He shakes his head laughing at me. "That is why it makes it so easy for me to scare ah you" he teases as he points at me. He winks. "Jerk!" I snap at him. Suddenly we hear a loud thud. I jump again. This time Johnny does to. I glare at him. "Hey that time it was not me. I swear" he declares to me. I glare at him. "Sure Johnny" "Hey one of those awards fell off the wall over there. Look! That is what we heard" he tells me. "s**t! I hope it was not ruined" I groan. I rush over to the award on the floor. It was his award for his music video "Ghost" I pick it up off the floor. Not a mark on it thank goodness. I had to be more careful with these or I would lose my job. ♥☆♥☆♥ Johnny touches an award trying to get one down. It was on tight. "Odd how that one came off the wall like nothing. Maybe there is a ghost" he teases me. "Not funny jerk" I sigh. I place the award back on the wall. I touch it making sure it was safe and up. Johnny leaves me there. Alone. I feel the hairs on my neck stand up again. A cold breeze hits my arms. "Stay now will you. I do not want to lose this job" I warn the award out loud. I sigh. I take the empty boxes and crush them together getting ready to throw them away outside in the large trash ben outside. I hear a loud thud again in the same area causing me to jump. "What the f**k!!" I cuss out loud. ♥☆♥☆♥ I walk down the hall again. The award was on the floor. Same one. For "Ghost" I feel my hands shake as I pick up the award. I double tack the award back up there. "Stay" I demand to the award. Suddenly another award fell down the hall. And another. I shriek. The lights flicker on then off. I run out of there. I run as fast as I could. I thought there were ghosts. But I never had a real encounter with one. "Myla" I hear someone call my name on the intercom in the hall. I push the button. "Yes sir?" "Myla!" he answers again. The hairs on my arm stand up as goosebumps sprinkle along my flesh. "Myla!" "Stop what do you want?" I demand to know. "Help!" is the answer. "Myla help!!" Tears water in my eyes. I never had been so scared in all my days. I finally am outside on the grounds. My hands were shaking. I could not go back in there today. Not after that. Something made contact with me. Or someone. I was not sure if I was going to want to find out what it was they wanted. ♥☆♥☆♥☆♥☆♥☆♥☆♥