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HEYO! It's ya girl!

Thank you so much for reading my book! I've started lots of stories but I'm very passionate about this one, so fingers crossed I'll finish it. 

Before you start it is important to know that it will not be perfect, you may not like it, and I will do my best. Any comments and questions are welcome, so feel free to let me know how you are feeling about it along the way. 

You should also know- There is a character with Autism. If there are any offensive comments about Autism you will be blocked and reported. I don't joke around about that. I should also say that Autism presents itself in many many ways. If you've met one kid with Autism, you've met one kid with Autism. So you may know someone who has it that does not remind you of Bailey. Bailey is, however, based off of someone very dear to me. 

The towns I mention, and the colleges are real, but the facts about them are things I made up. I needed them to work with me so I took some creative liberties. 

This book is protected under copy right laws. Don't copy it. That's breaking the law! :)

Catch ya on the flip side!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! enjoy.

Journal Entry- September 3rd

Viola Evans

Schedule for the day:

6 am - wake up, work out, shower, get dressed, eat breakfast, get in the car

7 am - arrive at McCleary's house, make breakfast for children and wake them up

8 am - drop Max off at school

8:30 am - drop Kate off at school

9:15 am - arrive on campus with Bailey for 'Autism in America' 

RING!!!!

The phone ringing startled me, and I accidentally scribbled the end of 'America' in the schedule I was drawing up. I clutched my racing heart as I picked up the phone. 

"Hello?" I asked wearily. 

"Viola! How are you, honey?" My mom's voice greeted me. I smiled. 

"I'm doing really good mom. Tomorrow is the first day of school!" I reminded her, looking at my paper and continuing to fill out my busy schedule. 

"Yay! Are you nervous? Are you excited? Do you have everything you need?" She asked. I imagined her sitting on the edge of her bed with her legs crossed and bouncing slightly with excitement. 

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I already checked with the professors and I'm allowed to take Bailey with me to classes so that makes things much easier!" I grinned. My mom gasped. 

"I forgot! How on earth are you going to manage to go to school and to nanny for the McCleary family?" Mom wondered, concerned. 

"I'll be fine mom. These kiddos are all very well behaved. Except for Bailey, but he's a sweetheart so it doesn't even bother me. He just sings. All the time, Mom!" I gushed, thinking about the cuddly four-year-old. 

"Well you did so well with the other special kids back home, I can't say I'm surprised," Mom said. I grimaced at the way she said special. In our small town in Indiana, no one really knew how to treat or take care of children with special needs. I guess no one understood them, but I always tried to spend a little bit of time with the ones I met. 

"I should probably head to bed now. I've got a busy day tomorrow. Goodnight!" I hung up before she could say anything else. 

I knew if we kept talking about my chosen major she would try to get me to switch. If she could have stopped me from moving across the country she would have, but I didn't want to stay in Indiana my whole life. Besides, Utah Valley University offered a better Special Ed program at a cheaper price than Indiana Wesleyan. 

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