Monique Lawrence10/April/1983 - 26/April/2000
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Monique was the first member of our Kids2Kids family to die. She became suddenly ill with a fatal form of insomnia. She died on April 26, 2000. Monique first wrote to k2k on February 27th, so we only had a short time to get to know her. But during those few weeks she was with us, she wrote 45 messages, with love and support to other k2k kids. She gave advice, shared sorrow, and received love and support in return. Monique's mother died when she was six, and her brother, Timothy, killed himself that same year. Monique was very attached to her cat, Jake, and he had died eleven months before she found k2k. Here she got support and caring for all her losses. We will always miss her. |
Moni, i'm sitting here, praying that you will sign on. BEGGING that you do, but i know in my heart that you won't. i feel so lost without you. "you were always there for me, pushing me, guiding me, always to succeed" the more i sing that, the more i know that was you. our chats, all night long, never caring that it was late/early, whatever. we would just talk, and sing to each other. we talked about life, pain, our lives, everything. i need that so bad. you knew me, from the depths of my soul you knew. you could tell from a simple hi how i was TRULY doing. only tony could ever tell that. its strange...how you, and he, were, and are the only ones who really know me. some people may know of me, know a few things, but the 2 of you are all that really know. and now you're both gone. i'm left here....sitting cold, and alone. wondering why? i need you, moni. i need your love, i just need you. you told me what love was and then you showed me when i doubted it. we were talking about the future.. it was harder than hell, but you swore you'd be next to me holding my hand, and you know what? i know you would have been. "we had this crazy plan to meet, and runaway together. get married in the first town we came to and live forever" so many lyrics remind me of you. of us. i have the wring..i will always have it. i'm still wearing it. god..its hard to believe only 3 weeks ago you proposed to me. who honestly would have thought? but when i think, hard...i want to spend my life with you. and now? i can't. i miss you. our chats. our emails. our phone calls... it feels so horrible, to finally have found someone that i really and truly do love and then to lose it. you, tony, and matthew are all i have. why you guys? i have grams and papa now, i know. but it isnt the same. YOU are my one true love, my soul mate. tony was my other half, my brother. matthew my son that i myself beared at the tender age of 13. i had never felt such love before...was scared of it, wanted to run. but you didn't let me. i can't write anymore, not now. i need air, i love very much, my love. my heart. hug tony tightly for me, please? and kiss matthew for me. i'll see you soon, i swear. i remember our promise. i remember..i will not forget. i need to be with the 3 of you badly, more so than i have ever needed anything. love you always monique, your angel |
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- Hey, You know I love you right? Here's my life story, autobiography I guess you could say...? I was born on April 10th 1984, my dad wasn't around much the first few years of my life so it was just Me, Mum, and my brother Timothy who was 6 1/2 years older than I. My little sister, Vanessa was born when I was 3, she was so cute! I remember her pretty well, amazing isnt' it? Around her 1st birthday she caught a cold..or so we thought. 3 weeks after she turned 1 Vanessa was gone. I remember her funeral, Timothy sat on the ground and held me as I cried for Nessa and begged her to come sit with Us. It was awful. Those moments are going to stay etched in my mind forever, and yet oddly enough I don't talk about her much. That was when I got Jake, who was the cutest kitten I have ever seen. He was my pride and my joy. And Timothy got a puppy, which he named Tiger then too. Then Mum was diagnosed. I can't go into that, She died when I was 6. Dad stayed away even more... if thats possible? Tim became my "dad". He helped me with schoolwork..made sure I ate, and he always made sure the house was cleaned. On Christmas Eve the same year, Tim killed himself. He overdosed on Mums pain meds, ended up taking 3 maybe 4 full bottles. There was nothing anyone could do. Dad moved Jake and I to another city on the 2nd of Jan, He wanted to get away from the 'demons'. It was ok for about 2 years, I spent the day and alot of nights alone while he went out, and then he moved a woman in. She convinced him that I was 'evil' and that I was the reason that everyone had died. So she began beating me with one of dad's belts. He eventually found out she was beating me and kicked her out. He was nice to me for awhile and then He turned mean also, and began sexually abusing me, telling Me that I had to pay for being 'evil'. At the end of 1998 though, I think he realized what he was doing, and sent me to live with My uncle here in the states. And I've been here ever since. :-D |
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million times we've needed you,
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