My Interesting Experience At Neverland
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Hello everyone!<br /><br />I hope you're all well and are having a great weekend so far! I've been wanting to share something with you guys for quite a long time now. But to be honest, the experience that I have been wanting to share with you has been playing over and over again in my head so much that I wasn't sure if I should share it or not, or if it was even truly relevant enough to the death hoax to share. But, after reading Tink's interesting experience with the security guard in her beautiful angel at Neverland thread, I thought that I really should share this with you. I would LOVE to get your opinion on the experience I am going to share with you in this thread!<br /><br />So, in August of 2011, my family and I went to California for a week long family vacation. This was quite a big deal for us because we had flown 5 hours from Canada to enjoy the California sun, the ocean, and to get a chance to see Carolwood and Neverland for the very first time up close for my 17th birthday. We have been to the USA many times, mostly Las Vegas to see Criss Angel, who has also inspired me very much in my life. <br /><br />After 2 days of driving around Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, and Hollywood looking at celebrity homes and then another 2 days soaking up the sun at the beach, we decided to spend the next three days walking through the Grammy museum and going on other tours, going to see Carolwood, and then going to see Neverland on the last day of our stay in California.<br /><br />It was a Sunday when we decided to leave our hotel and spend our last day driving two hours up to see Neverland Ranch. I had been looking forward to it the whole trip! The drive up there didn't seem long at all, it was very fun, actually! We got a chance to drive up mountains, see beautiful scenery, and stop off at a McDonald's to eat (not a very fun or fancy restaurant, I know, but we didn't have much time and we were all hungry haha!). I had on short jean shorts, flats, a Michael Jackson t-shirt, and a Michael Jackson necklace that I had designed and made myself. I haven't taken it off in years since I made it.<br /><br />When we got to Neverland, it was even better than I had imagined! It was very well kept, the gates were beautiful and clean, and there weren't many fans there. It was just us for the first 10-15 minutes when we arrived, which was nice and private and it gave us a chance to walk around quietly and read some of the messages that were written to Michael on the rocks. When I went to go read the messages on the rocks, the very first message, or word I should say, that I read was simply, "BeLIEve". That struck me very odd, because the night before I prayed and asked God if he could please give me a sign that Michael is truly still here with us when my family arrived at Neverland. So, since I am a very strong Christian, I took that word "BeLIEve" as sign #1 from God. I remember saying a quiet "thank you" to God after I read it.<br /><br />After we looked around the area a little bit, my family and I went up to speak to the guard about Michael while we were still alone on the property. The guard was bald, had an accent (couldn't tell which kind of accent), and was about 6'0'. Since I am a BeLIEver in Michael's hoax and truly believe that Michael may be there at Neverland, I thought I would try to get at least a little bit of information out of the guard. To get as much information as I could, I tried my very best to play the "sweet, young, harmless, innocent little girl" card. So, when we went up to the guard, I said, "Hello sir! How are you? I can't believe I'm really here... This is so surreal." Then the guard asked me where I was from. I said, "Canada." Then he said, "Wow, Canada, that's cool!" Then I said, "Haha yeah, I've always wanted to come here. Michael's inspired me so much, he's been such a positive influence." The guard then said, "Well that's really sweet." I then started fidgeting with my necklace. It's bad habit that I have, so I didn't really notice that I was doing it. While I was fidgeting, to try to get information from the guard, I quietly said, "It's weird. Being here at Neverland, it kind of feels like that Michael is still here. Like he's actually not really gone... But still here with us, like physically." Then there was complete silence for about 5-10 seconds. The guard was just starring at my necklace. He then said, "I can't help but admire your necklace! It's not from his merchandise is it? I've never seen it before." Then I replied, "No sir, I made it myself." Then, he said, "It's very nice, he should really come out and see this, he would love it!" Then, silence again. I couldn't BELIEVE what I had heard! HE SHOULD COME OUT AND SEE THIS?! I couldn't believe it and to this day I still can't believe it! Then, to break the silence, I finally had the confidence to say, "What do you mean he should come out and see..." Then, I stopped talking. I felt someone coming up behind me. I turned around and there was a short, pudgy Mexican man. He had grey hair, wrinkles on his face, and looked miserable. He wore all grey. He kept following my family and I around as if we were up to something bad. He followed us for a good 5 minutes. Then, I had the confidence to talk to the man. I said, "Excuse me, am I allowed to be here?" The Mexican man nodded. Didn't say a word. Just a nod. Then, I turned back around and the guard had gone back inside the little building inside of the gates. So, I went back to reading the messages on the rocks. The Mexican man, once again, following me and watching my EVERY move. He was watching me like a hawk. I never had such an uneasy feeling in my life. Even on the way back to the hotel I had the feeling of being watched by him. But even with that feeling, the whole way home I couldn't stop thinking about what the guard had said to me. "HE should come out and see this." He said this right after I mentioned Michael's name. It was honestly really weird. It was one of those things where I KNEW something was up and that this guard had blabbed his mouth because after he said it, I never spoke to him again. He never showed himself after that, and we left.<br /><br />Has this happened to any of you? Do you guys know who that little Mexican man is? I have attached 3 pictures from my stay at Neverland to this thread. A fun one of my doing my toe stand (forgive me for not looking my best in the picture, I was in the car all day and it was incredibly windy), the word "Believe" written on the rocks, and the last one is where you can see the back of the Mexican Man very slightly.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />What do you think? Weird, or not so much?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
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