It shocked me to hear that Whitney Houston died 3:55 p.m. Saturday her room on the fourth floor of the hotel. My cousin used to sing her song "I will always love you" in our high school. I like her songs. They said there were no obvious signs of any criminal intent and the cause of her death is unknown.
Her success carried her beyond music to movies, where she starred in hits like "The Bodyguard" and "Waiting to Exhale."
She had the perfect voice and the perfect image: a gorgeous singer who had sex appeal but was never overtly sexual, who maintained perfect poise.
But by the end of her career, Houston became a stunning cautionary tale of the toll of drug use. Her album sales plummeted and the hits stopped coming; her once serene image was shattered by a wild demeanor and bizarre public appearances. She confessed to abusing cocaine, marijuana and pills, and her once pristine voice became raspy and hoarse, unable to hit the high notes as she had during her prime.
A world tour launched overseas, however, only confirmed suspicions that Houston had lost her treasured gift, as she failed to hit notes and left many fans unimpressed; some walked out. Canceled concert dates raised speculation that she may have been abusing drugs, but she denied those claims and said she was in great shape, blaming illness for cancellations.
(Source: http://ph.omg.yahoo.com/news/whitney-houston-superstar-records-films-dies-005927033.html)
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