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Prejudice and Crime
Welcome to an alternate reality. It’s the year 2020 in this dimension and this is the story of a woman named Autumn Wirth. A woman with short black hair with a strand of natural grey hair and beautiful tan skin. She has a sister named Emma Wirth who has long jet black hair and darker tan skin. Both live with their uncle and aunt named Rona and Adam Feld and their three daughters Heather who has caramel brown hair, Janice who has golden blond hair, and Danya who has beautiful dark brown hair like their parents do. It starts with a normal day on the black market. Adam and Rona have closed down their bakery and mechanic shop for the day to trade on the black market. Where is this back market might you ask. It’s in the alternate Los Angeles, California on the outskirts where no one would suspect it, in a building that looks abandoned near a forest. If a person were to say the password they would enter a world of illegal trade. Today is a day like any other and little does Autumn know she’s going to have to face her past as well as her siblings will.
Like always Autumn was in her torn blue and purple dress trading everything that she scavenged for money or food. Suddenly, she smells smoke. At first she doesn’t think much of it and after she trades her scavengings she goes to Adam and Rona. Already her sister and cousins are there helping their parents trade illegal food.
“Good luck scavenging Autumn?” asked Adam in German.
“Sort of.” She began in the same dialect. “I found some good stuff and some things that were barely worth a buck.”
“It’s getting harder for scavengers isn’t it?”
“Yah.”
“Well best we can do is….” suddenly Adam sniffed the air and his eyes grew wide. “Fire!” He screamed in english.
Suddenly Autumn turned around and saw it. It looked small from a distance but it was spreading. Engulfing everything in its path and sending people within the market screaming and running for their lives.
“Everyone run!” Adam yelled in english. “Meet at the house!”
Rona handed Danya to Heather and signed to her, “Stay with Heather and Janice.” Heather, Janice and Danya fled one way while Emma and Autumn fled the other. They both managed to get out. Suddenly Autumn heard something.
“Hey!” screamed a man and Autumn jumped. “Autistic freak!” Autumn ran like hell to the woods close by hearing gun shots.
He said something else but Autumn was too busy running for her life to really care. When she knew that she was far enough she stopped to catch her breath stunned. After a couple of minutes she realized that she had been separated from Emma and started to walk and said in Hungarian, “Emma! Emma are you there?” no answer. Suddenly she saw someone and despite him being naked and starved which were the signs of a slave she recognized him. His dark brown hair and his white skin gave it away as well as him calling her real name. Immediately she held her gun to his head.
“Rachel what are you doing?” said the man in english.
“First off Anders that’s not my name anymore it’s Autumn. Second, I’m doing this so you won’t turn me into you.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean you won’t take me away because I’m autistic.”
“What?”
“You heard me I’m autistic. Sure you’re as able phobic as the rest of our team was.”
Anders gave a confused look. “What do you mean?”
“Freshmen year I heard two people on our team talking about autistic people and it wasn’t exactly positive.”
Anders gave her a look of shock and anger. “What! Rach.. I mean Autumn that was two people.”
“After those two people I felt like I was never safe and decided after graduation I would run off. During that time I met a girl named Selima Nejem and we met a married couple named Rona and Adam Feld who took us in. They ended up being black market traders and luckily not the ones that traded slaves. We were forced into the business and I was forced into trading on the black market as a scavenger solely because I was autistic it’s pathetic.”
“Your main reaction for abled prejudice was to go into crime?”
“Sure what’s the damn point of even trying to break stereotypes if that’s all that people do stereotype you and treat you worse than scum no matter where you go or where you’re from.”
Before Anders could say any more they heard some noise. Autumn grabbed his hand and started to walk in the direction of the noise. Once they found the place where the noise was coming from they hid in the brush. When they looked they saw the man that nearly shot Autumn being arrested.
“Marshall Blake you’re being arrested for hate crime.” said a police officer.
“What do you mean officer?”
“We saw you nearly shoot at a girl. She was definitely autistic.” said the police officer’s partner.
“How would you know?” he sneered.
“We have spies in the black market and all scavengers in this one are autistic, and the woman you nearly shot looked like one.” said the officer.
“All autistic scum deserve to die!” he shouted. “They eat up all of the money!”
“Does any scavenger eat up all the money?”
He was silent. Then, the cop said, “I didn’t think so.” and then they drove away.
Autumn and Anders were silent. Then, Autumn said, “You’re coming with me Anders weather you like it or not.” Then, she took his hand and started to walk in the direction of the woods. Autumn noticed that Anders was walking with a limp and wincing. When they stopped to rest Autumn said, “Emma! Emma!”
Then, she got a response, “Autumn!”
Then, Autumn ran in the direction of Emma’s voice dragging Anders along. All the way he kept saying, “Autumn my foot!” As he struggled not to scream. Autumn and Emma met up and hugged each other. Then, Autumn saw a girl tied up. The girl was ragged and her hair was blond with what looked like a mountain of dirt on it. Her skin was a milky white with dirt on it and she was only wearing a bikini like structure out of rags.
“Who’s that Emma?” Autumn asked in english pointing at the girl.
“My old classmate who bullied me because I was a Muslim.”
“Do you know her real name?” the girl sneered.
“Of course.” Autumn began, “It’s Selima Nejem.”
The sneering girl looked stunned. Emma gave a smile of victory and Anders’s eyes grew wide and he tried to stand up only to stop. Emma pulled the girl’s ropes and Autumn helped Anders up and took his hand and dragged him along. They both called in Hungarian. “Danya, Heather, Janice! Where are you?”
Finally they found them and they all hugged each other. Then, Autumn saw that Heather was holding a girl and a boy by a rope. The girl had ragged brown hair, was wearing a bikini made of rags, and had pale skin covered in dirt. The boy on the other hand was naked and had black hair with olive skin coated in dry mud. Eventually Emma noticed them too.
“Who are these people?” both Emma and Autumn asked in english simultaneously.
“This is my old cheer captain.” said Heather pointing to the girl. “She kicked me off the squad, stole my scholarship and ostracized me from my old home because I was a lesbian.”
“You’ll only be a stupid lesbian with your head in the clouds and wait until those two colored girls figure out who you are.” said the cheer captain with a superior glare at Heather.
Autumn and Emma took high offence to this. “First,” began Autumn, “Her name,” she pointed to Heather, “is Jessica Sawyer. She’s not at all stupid. She knows at least ninety percent of all subjects of science by heart.”
“Also she’s more down to Earth than you ever will be.” said Janice glaring at the cheerleader.
“Also we aren’t white but we’re proud to be who we are.” said Emma and looked at Autumn. Then, she looked back at the cheer captain and stared bitterly at her. “Saying what you said would offend anyone who is civilized. Something you in a millennium will never be.”
The cheer captain looked in shock and then looked down in shame. Finally, Janice spoke.
“This is my old boyfriend.” she began pointing to the boy. “He dumped me because I wanted to be more than just a housemaid to him. He also spread rumors about me and thanks to that I lost all my “friends” and was bullied by everyone while he got away with everything. My own parents didn’t even believe me.”
“All women are meant to serve the home. Education will ruin them and all women are good for is their looks. You my dear are so stupid to think you can hide your name from equally stupid women.”
“First off,” it was Heather, “her name is Lilian Took and you are a sexist sadist who devers to die.”
“If anyone is stupid it’s you. You don’t know Janice she’s better at mental math than a man like you ever will be.” said Autumn.
“Janice as well as the rest of us are more than our looks boy.” began Emma looking sourly at the boy.
The boy looked at them in shock and was about to say something but in the end didn’t.
“Who is that?” asked Heather to Emma pointing at Emma’s classmate.
“This is someone that went to my school. She would frame me for putting tacks on people’s chairs, cheating on tests, and copying projects. She only got away with it because I’m a Muslim.” said Emma.
“So what?” began the girl. “I’ll always be important while you’ll be a muslim terrorist like they all are.”
“First off she’s not a terrorist.” said Janice bitterly staring at the girl and pointing to Emma.
“Second, she’s one of the most peaceful people I’ve met.” said Heather.
“If anyone will be a terrorist it’s you.” said Autumn pointing to Emma's classmate.
The girl was silent.
“Who is this?” asked Janice to Autumn.
“This is my cross country captain Anders Barns. Back in my day I heard two kids on my cross country team talk about autistic people. It was all the same.” said Rachel. “‘Autistic people are short tempered.’ ‘They’re smart but what’s the point?’ After that I knew that no one could be trusted to really look at me and not stereotype me. That’s why I didn’t tell a soul.”
“Just to get it over with her name is Rachel Osaki.” said Heather.
“Look, Autumn.” Anders began just looking at Autumn and Autumn alone. “Just because two people speak bad things about autism doesn’t mean that’s what an entire group thinks. Fact is my thoughts of you haven’t changed and I still think highly of you even though I now know that you’re autistic.”
Then, Autumn took out a box-like structure with a microphone from within her satchel. “Say that again.” she said holding the microphone to his mouth.
“Just because two people speak bad things about autism doesn’t mean that’s what an entire group thinks. Fact is my thoughts of you haven’t changed and I still think highly of you even though I now know that you’re autistic.”
The light on the box turned green and Autumn’s eyes grew wide. She looked and everyone and then said, “He’s telling the truth.”
Everyone was silent and when Rona and Adam came they were still silent.

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The inspiration for this piece comes from being awhere of prejudice today.