Insipired (chasing sunset☀)

Chapter one👑

                      < MY AUTISM>

"Queen!"

I opened my eyes as soon as I heard my name. I stood up and walked into the bathroom sleepily.

My mum was busy making breakfast when I went downstairs. "Good morning mum,"I greeted dryly as usual.

"Morning baby. How was your night?"

"Mum you know I do not..."

"I'm sorry baby... I'm sorry," she apologized immediately because she knew what I was going to say. "Well you forgot you had a scheduled appointment today with your psychologist." She initiated another topic after that short glitch.

"I did not forget. I just overslept." Well I honestly forgot!

"Whatever. I need you to freshen up, she's coming over soon," Mom ordered and pouted with her hands akimbo.

"OK mummy," I complied digging into my food as soon as she passed it over.

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   Okay, this is me, Queen Mabel Nicholas. I am a sixteen year old teenager and a writer... Precisely. Well I am the kind of a writer who pours out my emotions into books, other than feeling them and I really wish I knew what it meant to feel love, gratitude, anger and the rest but I do not. Like at all. I have a rare genetic condition called 'Asperger's Syndrome'. It is a developmental disorder affecting the ability to effectively socialize and communicate, and it could last my whole life. So that brings us to why I have a psychologist.

   Growing up, I have been the replica of a human robot because I have no friends and sustain an impairment in social interactions. No one to interact with, except mummy. I feel so different from the world because my doctor has said autistic patients have no desire in exercising their feelings whatsoever but I do want to exercise mine, I just do not know how to express them, and as usual, genetic diseases never have a cure, but in my own case, I could surpass it. With my mum educating me sometimes and doctor Brenda, my psychologist. So let's just say I have a pretty messed up life... Which isn't all that messed up if you just steal a glance... LOL

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"Baby?" My mum called through my closed room door.

"Yes mummy?" I answered through my loud music.

"Doctor Brenda's here!" She announced.

I stood up quickly, smiling. If only I could define that smile.

"Good afternoon Mrs Brenda," I greeted, coming down the stairs.

"Oh how are you?" She smiled on seeing me.

"I'm cool," I said, not sure. "I guess?" I added, shrugging.

Doctor Brenda frowned smilingly. "That was supposed to be a plain answer. We will work on that though," she assured. "I see you're doing just great."

"T-thank you?"... I stuttered. "I'll take that as a compliment?" I did not really mean it to come out as a question.

"Okay, is that a feeling of gratitude or what?" she asked.

"I think so." I mumbled motionlessly and she grinned at me.

"Progress." Doctor Brenda smiled at my mum and turned back to me. "Soon baby, you'll be like the rest of your mates."

Mummy smiled reliefly, walking over to me, she kissed me on my forehead and roughened my full long hair which naturally payed no attention to the law of gravity.