As a person, you have an identification of yourself. Your thoughts, your words, your flaws, your actions. Do you ever feel that your life can rush into mishap? Everything is falling apart in our town, our home and my world. Monica, my first name that everyone gifted me when I was two years old. I'm okay.. I guess. Everyone notices me as different, not that kind of different. As in the non typical person you would meet on your regular day. By, Jillian