~Jade's POV~

I was abandoned here. As a kid. My parents left me when I turned 18. When I was supposed to leave for college.

The night was cold. I was coming back Home from a party with a bunch of friends. My parents left town and never returned.

I didn't continue to college. I found a small job in our little town to make some money for food.
The reason I didn't go to college was because...I had to keep people from entering my old Home where my parents lived. The mansion.

Because it was haunted. No one could help take the burden I had to bär of dealing with the mansion.

The weird thing was, the spirits didn't come into my life until my parents left.

I came to the conclusion...that the ghosts drove my parents insane.

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~Michael's POV~

"You got it, Michael?" A older man handed me my suit case.

"Yes, Thank you." I told them I'd be okay and the limo slowly skidded back off.

I studied the mansion. The beautiful trim of black around the house gave it an eerie look.

I liked it.

Secluded in a small town, I could finally start working on the Thriller album again. And this was the perfect location for it.

I was suprised at how fast the people who took me here got off. I thought they'd at least walk me in oder something.

I turned the front door of the mansion slowly. A whisp of wind seemed to exit the house when I opened the door.

I couldn't believe what I saw once I was inside the house.

A thin layer of dust covered everything.

Eveywhere.

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~Jade's POV~
I heard the front door open.

"Oh no."

I hopped off my bett and pulled a nightgown over my body and fiddled to get out of my room.

"No. No, no, no." I couldn't let anyone know about this house.

My feet slapped against the stairs as I stumbled down them. I cautiously looked around the corner.

"Oh my god."

Michael Jackson. I was at the point of fainting and crying at the same time.

Of all the people in the world, I would have never, ever expected this.
Something scared me Mehr than this though. He just entered the house.

Concern flashed across his deep dark eyes.
"Who...?" He stopped. His gaze wandered over to my shoulder. A horrified expression crossed his face.

And then, I knew. He saw her.
He saw the spirit.

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As the mystery of the mansion unfolds, Michael and Jade slowly start to become atattched to each other. But will she be able to deal with the burden she still carries?

Find out in Part 2-Coming soon!