I want to be ordinary. But at the same time I want to be extraordinary. It's just not possible.
I am lonely. Every time I even think of talking to some one, they turn me down before I even open my mouth to speak. How can I have any friends if nobody will talk to me?
My name is Erie Mcdoogall. I am a junior at West Lincoln High School. I live in a small house a block from the school with my Mom and sister, Lydia. Lydia is 9 so she is a little immature. I have long, silky brown hair and I am really slim. I normally wear boots, jeans and a flannel with a beanie. I also have blue eyes with long eye lashes on top of my tan skin.
I'm different than others in a way. I have autism. That's exactly why I have no friends. That's also why people don't like me because I'm a pretty girl that has autism. Society has it that autistic people aren't supposed to be pretty. With autism, I can't communicate as well as others. I'm a great writer though. That's how I communicate.
My bedroom consists of a completely organized dresser, a bed with pink and blue sheets that have a comforting texture and a tv. That's it.
Every little thing annoys me. Just people walking by bothers me. I guess I just want to live in a world where there are no annoying people-with the exception of my sister of course-.
Some people talk to me. As in they talk to me like I'm a stupid dog who doesn't understand I can't have a bone. People pick and pick at my feelings until the small portion of patients I have left bursts in to a million tears running down my face like a stream of water.
You never know someone's situation. You should never be mean to someone. They might be having family issues or eating problems. My issue is that I'm not an ordinary autistic girl. People don't know my struggles unless they have autism to but they still don't know my situation fully. If people knew my situation, I bet I would be able to actually talk to someone besides my English teacher. If only people knew.
