Hello and Thank you for taking the time to read my page.
As you can see I love fairies.......I find them amazing and unique.
My name is Monica and I use to live in Texas, but I now call home to Boulder,Co.
I spend most of my time working ~smile~
and I love to keep busy *giggle*
I enjoy meeting new people........
so you'll see me flirting around in the chat rooms. ~wink~
I'm 27 years old and I was born on Oct. 26,1974.
Please take the time to sign my guestbook....
and look at the rest of my pages.
I hope to meet you soon.
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TSF
The ClubhouseII
The Park
Storm Chat
Angelfire - Easiest Free Home Pages
Lady Archer's Adoption
WebRings
My Cheer Bank
My Awards and Gifts
My Religion
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With a single breath... I sit and wait.
So much pain with in us all... burning.
I'm not sure how much more we can take.
I feel that there's nothing I can do.
I watch as the world turns dark... empty.
Yet I still can't turn the channels...
Everything seems unreal... part of the movies.
But as the minutes turn into hours.
This numbness over comes me.
This is real.
People dying in front of my eyes.
Real people dying, and there's nothing I can do.
I sit in the comfort of my home.
Flipping the TV channels, but that's all I see.
So many questions I ask.. ways to have stopped this.
But who am I...
I'm anger... overwhelmed with this hate.
For someone that I don't even know.
But I don't care to know either.
I want them to hurt just as much as those people are being hurt.
I could care less about what the courts could say.
What kinds of steps that need to be taken.
I DON'T CARE!!!
With every passing hour... I get more consumed.
And in my mind... I pray for their deaths.
Then I pay more attention to whats going on.
And in the mist of all this carnage... I see hope.
People... our people helping each other.
People from all over the world that call themselves Americans.
Yes that's who I'm talking about. Everyone trying to help.
In some way ... your kindness has touched me.
But yet I still sit here... helpless.
Tears running down my face, morning the loss.
and with a single breath, I sit and wait.