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As a child, I didn't have much friends, I never had a mouse like in the movie, "Ben". I only had a stuffed toy as it was the only one that could understand me. (I spoke Japanese at the time). My mum used to sing this song to me all the time when my neighbors would tease me as I couldn't speak Tagalog and my L's were R's. I cried a lot, and the song comforted me. And with that song, Pippo (my stuffed toy given to me before I was born) I felt closer to him and I never felt alone. I am currently sixteen, turning seventeen, and I still cry to Michael Jackson's "Ben". Call me a pussy, but you'd just sound ridiculous for I do have one. Dear Michael Jackson, thank you for making half of the sixteen years of my life worthwhile. You will forever be loved and remembered. |
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