I enter the basement, as the door swings open, warm July air fills my lungs, the stairs creak like I'm wearing tap shoes as I try to sneak downstairs...trying not to make a sound. "Please go away, Please!" he yells.
"Just checking on you!" as he catches me trying to creep down the stairs. "Would you like some fo-"
"GO AWAY PLEASE! GO AWAY NOW!"

I always wonder what goes on in that mind of his. Always in the basement, always sneaking around, always...naked. I try to show some interest in the things that he does, but he won't open up to anyone. He is the most intellectually gifted person I have ever met. he remembers the weather from 10 years ago like it was a sacred memory.

Everytime I walk in the house he has to run away because..."clothes are a restriction of the soul"
When I hear this man talk...I am consumed. There are no restrictions in anything he says...just a pure and happy soul.

-26 year old Jimmy Ray, stepbrother with Autism and Asbergers.