They say everyone has one. But could it be real? Maybe instead I was like the psychic girl who was connected to the killer in the movies or like Sybil, the girl in the movie that had multiple personalities? Those were the questions I was asking myself when Michael Jackson was being accused of child molestation in 1993. It had been happening all my life. Thoughts and undercurrents of conversations. Meetings and knowings about a famous popstar that I had never met. It sounded crazy. Who would have believed it? But when the Michael Jackson I knew asked me to meet him and the local television...