Alicas Pov:
"Why.... Is it so hard? So Hard. Just to make a single friend...? EVERYSINGLE DAY. " I cry in my mirror.
I look at my fist. I punch the mirror as hard as i can. the glass smashed, and cut my hand badly. blood streams from my hand and drips to the floor. Same thing with my tears. I heard loud heavy running footsteps. My foster parents.
"ALICA!!" They scream at me.
I turn to look at them and say "what?"
"w-what happened? said my foster dad.
my foster mom looks at the mirror. Then she turns to look at me.
"it doesn't matter she said. she needs to go to the doctor."
Foster parents pov:
We are sitting waiting. scared. The doctor walks in, nervous. we sit up.
"doctor? whats wrong?" we say
"its alica.." says the doctor
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Autisim
RandomAlica is a girl with autisim she hates it. She wishes she wasn't born that way. People make fun of her, because no one thinks autistic people are cool. THIS IS ALICA'S STORY
