He was gone…so accidental…so calm. He closed his eyes forever.

I've never been his fan and for me his death was not a big shock.

It was a shock of course but not big one.

But everything has changed since last night when I saw his funeral. When I thought Michael Jackson, I never thought “dead,” I thought, “weird".

My mind was locked when I saw his coffin. I feel pity for him.

I was thinking how that energetic and happy man with those active movements could be so lifeless and slept in that golden coffin without smallest movement even in one cellule.

I'm thinking when my turn is, he was famous and millions of people care about him.

What about me??? I will die and just less than 50 people would be sad about….

I'm not afraid of dying, but it's true and it's right.

Be ware and live for life…

Good bye Michael Jackson and be happy caz you would see him, God.

God take care of him….