*please listen to this song it's really good, it is in english not the original version tho*
River sits on the bathroom floor in front of the broken mirror. He had another panic attack. The kids chased him in here... for the 3rd time this week...and it's Tuesday.
He thinks this is what he deserves, but it isn't. All of the teachers tell him how amazingly talented he is I mean he's an A student in all of his classes AND does drama club, band, and chorus.
At first glance he seems like a normal kid. But under the surface he struggles a lot. Sometimes the lights are too bright, the clock on the wall ticks too loud, the kid tapping his foot makes him anxious, he hates it when people invade his personal space. He especially hates that the damn teacher doesn't understand why he can't focus.
He has autism.
People don't like him, he can't understand why. He's never done anything to them. They are always calling him awful things, and school has never been a safe space for him.
*beep beep beep*
The bell basically screamed.
"God I swear that bell makes my ears bleed"
River thought scratching his ear. He walked out of the bathroom and down the hall to the cafeteria where his huge study hall is held.
"HEY LOOK IT'S THE RET**D" some guy yelled.
The class laughed and threw papers at me. I shrunk in my hoodie
"Where's the teacher when you need her? She's always late" a girl I've never seen before said quietly. She sighed and just walked out of study period.
Just then a boy in year 11 yelled "TEACHERS COMING!" they all sit down and act like nothing happened. Mrs.Avery walked in.
"Ok class who's going down to the media center? Come and sign out" she stated. I walked over to her and signed out saying I was going down to the music suite. I grabbed my things, and walked out.
*at music suite*
I sat my things by my winter boots and coat that I leave in here all day. Sitting in the corner by practice room D I heard a girl playing the piano and singing Save Me by BTS in english.
'She has a pretty voice but she's probably just another person that hates me in this damn school.
With that thought I plugged in my ear buds and played Over and out by 5 seconds of summer.
Summer's POV
''....shes always late'' i gave up and walked out of my study period.
They are always picking on that boy, River..? i think thats his name.
I walked to the music suite and asked Miss.M if I could use a practice room, and she let me in D. It's the one with the good keyboard.
OKAY SO I KNOW THIS IS DIFFERENT THAN HOW IT WAS A FEW YEARS AGO AND I CANT REALLY TYPE ATM AS I HAVE LONG NAILS ON RN BUT I HOPE THIS IS BETTER. PLEASE DONT BE SHY AS LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK
Xx Ezra
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Road To Recovery
Short StorySLOW UPDATES There was a boy, sitting on the floor in front of a broken mirror... crying. *these characters are mine, the music and lyrics I include are not mine but everything else you will read is mine. Please do not copy if you do I will find yo...
