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From the outside my dream house would appear to be a large pirate ship with a huge mast and sail on it, surrounded by a moat made from sunny delight. On the top of the ship would be a bloke who plays the role of captain hook 24 hours a day and whenever I feel like an epic battle I can challenge him to a duel.
Inside the house would be a large hallway decorated with the memories on times gone by. I would like pictures from my early singing days to remember when I was a rather normal guy. Moving on from the hallway I would like a hurricane room where I can re-enact my Thriller video, I would also like a gravity-free room where I can practise my moonwalking skills.
I would like a large kitchen so I can make plenty of cookies for when all the kiddies come round to play. Also I need a fridge full of milk to give to them if they get thirsty. I also require an interview room for when my friends such as Martin Bashir and Co. visit me to show the world what a warped individual I am.
Upstairs I need a big bedroom for myself and a number of guest bedrooms for when my sister Janet or any of my girlfriends such as Billie Jean come to stay the night. Also I need a king size bed for myself in case any children want to stay the night with me. Joining on to my bedroom I would like a large balcony to dangle my small children over if I get bored. In my wardrobes I need plenty of Peter Pan outfits for myself; and plenty of coloured rags to drape over the faces of my children.
I would like an art gallery with a wax model of myself to use instead of a mirror, it will probably be more accurate. I need a plastic surgeon on call day or night just in case I decide I want any more ridiculous additions to my skin or face. Perhaps I could have my nose filed to a complete point and jab intruders with it. In the garden I would like a theme park with plenty of roller coasters and thrill rides to keep me amused.
The house would be located in a land far away known as Never Never Land – where people like me never grow up!
By Michael Jackson
Inside the house would be a large hallway decorated with the memories on times gone by. I would like pictures from my early singing days to remember when I was a rather normal guy. Moving on from the hallway I would like a hurricane room where I can re-enact my Thriller video, I would also like a gravity-free room where I can practise my moonwalking skills.
I would like a large kitchen so I can make plenty of cookies for when all the kiddies come round to play. Also I need a fridge full of milk to give to them if they get thirsty. I also require an interview room for when my friends such as Martin Bashir and Co. visit me to show the world what a warped individual I am.
Upstairs I need a big bedroom for myself and a number of guest bedrooms for when my sister Janet or any of my girlfriends such as Billie Jean come to stay the night. Also I need a king size bed for myself in case any children want to stay the night with me. Joining on to my bedroom I would like a large balcony to dangle my small children over if I get bored. In my wardrobes I need plenty of Peter Pan outfits for myself; and plenty of coloured rags to drape over the faces of my children.
I would like an art gallery with a wax model of myself to use instead of a mirror, it will probably be more accurate. I need a plastic surgeon on call day or night just in case I decide I want any more ridiculous additions to my skin or face. Perhaps I could have my nose filed to a complete point and jab intruders with it. In the garden I would like a theme park with plenty of roller coasters and thrill rides to keep me amused.
The house would be located in a land far away known as Never Never Land – where people like me never grow up!
By Michael Jackson
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From the outside my dream house would appear to be a large pirate ship with a huge mast and sail on it, surrounded by a moat made from sunny delight. On the top of the ship would be a bloke who plays the role of captain hook 24 hours a day and whenever I feel like an epic battle I can challenge him to a duel.
Inside the house would be a large hallway decorated with the memories on times gone by. I would like pictures from my early singing days to remember when I was a rather normal guy. Moving on from the hallway I would like a hurricane room where I can re-enact my Thriller video, I would also like a gravity-free room where I can practise my moonwalking skills.
I would like a large kitchen so I can make plenty of cookies for when all the kiddies come round to play. Also I need a fridge full of milk to give to them if they get thirsty. I also require an interview room for when my friends such as Martin Bashir and Co. visit me to show the world what a warped individual I am.
Upstairs I need a big bedroom for myself and a number of guest bedrooms for when my sister Janet or any of my girlfriends such as Billie Jean come to stay the night. Also I need a king size bed for myself in case any children want to stay the night with me. Joining on to my bedroom I would like a large balcony to dangle my small children over if I get bored. In my wardrobes I need plenty of Peter Pan outfits for myself; and plenty of coloured rags to drape over the faces of my children.
I would like an art gallery with a wax model of myself to use instead of a mirror, it will probably be more accurate. I need a plastic surgeon on call day or night just in case I decide I want any more ridiculous additions to my skin or face. Perhaps I could have my nose filed to a complete point and jab intruders with it. In the garden I would like a theme park with plenty of roller coasters and thrill rides to keep me amused.
The house would be located in a land far away known as Never Never Land – where people like me never grow up!
By Michael Jackson
Inside the house would be a large hallway decorated with the memories on times gone by. I would like pictures from my early singing days to remember when I was a rather normal guy. Moving on from the hallway I would like a hurricane room where I can re-enact my Thriller video, I would also like a gravity-free room where I can practise my moonwalking skills.
I would like a large kitchen so I can make plenty of cookies for when all the kiddies come round to play. Also I need a fridge full of milk to give to them if they get thirsty. I also require an interview room for when my friends such as Martin Bashir and Co. visit me to show the world what a warped individual I am.
Upstairs I need a big bedroom for myself and a number of guest bedrooms for when my sister Janet or any of my girlfriends such as Billie Jean come to stay the night. Also I need a king size bed for myself in case any children want to stay the night with me. Joining on to my bedroom I would like a large balcony to dangle my small children over if I get bored. In my wardrobes I need plenty of Peter Pan outfits for myself; and plenty of coloured rags to drape over the faces of my children.
I would like an art gallery with a wax model of myself to use instead of a mirror, it will probably be more accurate. I need a plastic surgeon on call day or night just in case I decide I want any more ridiculous additions to my skin or face. Perhaps I could have my nose filed to a complete point and jab intruders with it. In the garden I would like a theme park with plenty of roller coasters and thrill rides to keep me amused.
The house would be located in a land far away known as Never Never Land – where people like me never grow up!
By Michael Jackson