Slowly, I can feel the sensation of bath water fade away as I slide into unconciousness. I dream of floating through space. Nothing is there, just me. I am alone. Free to think. By myself, I get to be normal. No one yells at me, or hurts me. Everything is peaceful and happy.
I like it here, in the darkness. Whenever I dream of being here, I don't leave for hours. Mom always takes care of everything. I have no responsibilities. This is my favorite place in the world.
In the back of my head, I can hear my mom saying something. I can't make it out, because I don't try to. I push the voices away. I need to be left by meyself. Nothing else can be here with me.
Here, I feel happy. Normal. Peaceful. And best of all...
I feel alone.
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Andrew
FantasyAndrew is an autistic kid faced not only with the problem of fitting in with his peers, but also with surviving a post-apocalyptic government.
