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Imagine…
At the age of 8yrs old and 5 yrs old two little girls are learning what Autism is.
Imagine…
Being told by your parents that life won’t be the same anymore. That you have to suck it up and not be a kid anymore.
Imagine…
Being told that in the family there’s actually going to be a favorite kid and it’s all because she has Autism.
Imagine…
Seeing your little sister and comparing her to the others and seeing a huge difference.
Imagine…
Being asked what your little sister’s first word was and not being able to answer that .Because at the age of 6 yrs old she doesn’t know how to talk at all!
Imagine…
Having a six year old sister and she still is not potty trained.
Imagine…
Starring at your little sibling and expecting them not to look back at you. Because they live in their own little and will never get your attention
Imagine…
Not being able to go to public places like a movie theater because you’re Autistic little sister can’t sit still through a whole movie.
Imagine…
Getting out of your car with a handicapped sign showing through your car’s window for everyone to see and people making “big fat liars” faces at your whole family .Because your Autistic little sister doesn’t looked disabled on the outside.
Imagine…
Seeing your little sister ride a handicapped bus to school each and every day. Because she can’t handle being without a seatbelt.
Imagine…
Every time you use the bus having everyone’s eyes and people making “what a bratty kid” faces are at your family because your little Autistic sister is screaming at the top of her lungs “Ahhh “as she sees more people enter the bus .And wants to get off the bus but you still haven’t reached your destination.
Imagine….
Getting told to go get the mail and seeing letter with your sister’s name on it .And it says in bold print letters from the :MENTAL RETARDATION AUTHORITY SERVICES.
Imagine…
Going to school were it’s suppose to be a way different environment from home. And you hear kids and your own friends use the word “retarded” every single day. Like if made them sound cooler or smarter. And if it was an okay thing to say to each other and use.
Imagine…
Wakin’ up extra early during the summer like if was school, so you and your family can catch the bus. So that you’re autistic sister can go to her therapies.
Imagine…
My family’s life and millions of others every single day and what we go through.









Imagine …






Imagine…
At the age of 8yrs old and 5 yrs old two little girls are learning what Autism is.
Imagine…
Being told by your parents that life won’t be the same anymore. That you have to suck it up and not be a kid anymore.
Imagine…
Being told that in the family there’s actually going to be a favorite kid and it’s all because she has Autism.
Imagine…
Seeing your little sister and comparing her to the others and seeing a huge difference.
Imagine…
Being asked what your little sister’s first word was and not being able to answer that .Because at the age of 6 yrs old she doesn’t know how to talk at all!
Imagine…
Having a six year old sister and she still is not potty trained.
Imagine…
Starring at your little sibling and expecting them not to look back at you. Because they live in their own little and will never get your attention
Imagine…
Not being able to go to public places like a movie theater because you’re Autistic little sister can’t sit still through a whole movie.
Imagine…
Getting out of your car with a handicapped sign showing through your car’s window for everyone to see and people making “big fat liars” faces at your whole family .Because your Autistic little sister doesn’t looked disabled on the outside.
Imagine…
Seeing your little sister ride a handicapped bus to school each and every day. Because she can’t handle being without a seatbelt.
Imagine…
Every time you use the bus having everyone’s eyes and people making “what a bratty kid” faces are at your family because your little Autistic sister is screaming at the top of her lungs “Ahhh “as she sees more people enter the bus .And wants to get off the bus but you still haven’t reached your destination.
Imagine….
Getting told to go get the mail and seeing letter with your sister’s name on it .And it says in bold print letters from the :MENTAL RETARDATION AUTHORITY SERVICES.
Imagine…
Going to school were it’s suppose to be a way different environment from home. And you hear kids and your own friends use the word “retarded” every single day. Like if made them sound cooler or smarter. And if it was an okay thing to say to each other and use.
Imagine…
Wakin’ up extra early during the summer like if was school, so you and your family can catch the bus. So that you’re autistic sister can go to her therapies.
Imagine…
My family’s life and millions of others every single day and what we go through.