Anne is alone at home. Her parents went to a party. Anne didn�t wanted to go so she stayed at home.
�You really have to listen to Michael Jackson�s music. His voice is... so pure... so real... so clean... and bright�, thought Anne. She was thinking about him all day. She didn�t want to think that she was alone at home and that this the first day in this new house is. She has moved the 2nd time to a totally different place. Anne forgot to check every room to see what it looks like, so she decided to check it right away.
The song, Get On The Floor, which was playing as fading away when she walked out of the bedroom. She came into the hall and saw in front of her a losed door. She walked and looked at the door. When she kept walking, she heard the song, Off The Wall. Anne didn�t knew what behind the door was. Now she reached the door. She took a deep breath and saw that the door wasn�t locked so she closed her eyes and opened the door and then she opened her eyes... slowly.
The room was... red... fully red... beautiful red... and... empty! Untill she a little blue box in the corner of the room saw. Anne was curious and walked to the box and squat down. At the top of the box was written: Your Fantasies. Anne picked it up and saw that the box wasn�t locked  so she opened it. She saw a mirror in the box and looked in it and she was frightened. She saw a man behind her in the mirror. He has got black hair, a white t-shirt and black trousers on. Anne felt her hart beating in her throat and she didn�t wanted to look back but she had to. She knew she had to.
Maybe it was her father. So she looked and spreaded her eyes and her mouth fell open. She almost drewl.
She still had the box in her hands so she put it back on the ground and forgot to close it.
The man said: �Hi Anne.�
Anne said: �Hi Michael�. She said it with fear and relief and with happiness and she was shivering.
Michael walked to her and a man in a suit entered the room and started to play the violin.
�Can I have this dance from you?� Michael asked.
Anne said carefully: �Yes...� and she looked at him. Michael smiled and he touched her hand and they both walked to the middle of the room: The Dancefloor. Hand-In-Hand and then they danced. Anne felt so happy and you could see the tears in her eyes of happiness.
The man with the violin walked circles �round Anne and Michael. He didn�tsaw the box. He walked and kept playing the violin and walked and walked. Each step was getting closer to the box. Anne noticed it. She noticed it to late. The last step. She wanted to warn the man but it was too late. The man kicked the box and it tumbled. And the box closed...
Anne looked at Michael for the last time... once more. Michael smiled. So happy and beautiful. And the a big flash. A white flash.
The father of Anne opened the door of her bedroom and said: �Anne, your mom and I are going to the party. Bye�
Anee said: �Goodbye�. She still remembered only the door of the room and the title on the box: Your Fantasies. She stood up and walked out of the room. She heard, Get On The Floor, which was fading away.....
The Box
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