My "Chycal"

I've been his biggest fan for longer than I can remember. Literally. According to my mom, one of my first coherent sentences was "I love Chycal Jackson" and I swear I still remember scenes from the Moonwalker even though I was only 2 when I first watched it. I remember falling in love with him in Smooth Criminal, watching Bad, Leave Me Alone and all his videos (or short films, as he called them) like a maniac and deciding one day to pack up my toys for an imaginary trip to his Neverland. I remember watching Live in Bucharest when I was 5 with my mom and an old lady who lived next door and complained every time Michael grabbed his crotch...and how mesmerized I was watching him fly that jet pack at the end of the concert. My first cassette tape was Dangerous and one of the first books I ever read was Moonwalk (and probably the only one I read more than twice). I remember sleeping with his picture under my pillow, making my aunt steal posters from her roommates in college and of course, moonwalking the hell out of the carpet in my room. Later I became "that girl who made a complete fool of herself every time they played MJ" in a dance club. Today I feel like my childhood just died... I simply cannot imagine my 21 years of existence without him. To me, Michael is the most important person that I've never met and I feel extremely lucky to have grown up listening to his music, honoured to have lived in the Michael Jackson era and proud to have been his fan my whole life.

Thank you, Michael for making my childhood MAGICAL.

I apologize for the lack of credits for all the photos, most of them are from MJJPictures