Lexi

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 10 cool facts about me


 * i lived in perth (aussie) for 1 1\2 years (this does not make me one!)
 * i have driven around the coast of aussie
 * i play the piano and i am currently working towards my grade one
 * i am also working towards my grade one in singing
 * i am a green belt in karate
 * i hate onions !!!!!
 * i want to be a architect when i grow up
 * DHS is the 4th school i've been to
 * i can hoola hoop really well
 * i have 2 twin 7 year old brothers

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this is my story



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this is my story that is less than 500 words ﻿ __ My world __ In my world it is like everyone speaks a different language a language that I will never be able to learn or understand. Body language. I am autistic. I hate that word it is the word that has discriminated me and caused everyone to look down their noses at me I don’t have any friends at school and I hate myself and my life. The only good thing I have left in my life is my mum. She is the only one who sees me for myself and not my disability but even she might not be around for much longer because she is sick with leukaemia. My dad walked out on my mum when he found out I had autism. My name is Scarlet welcome to my world. My foot slips as I step in a muddy puddle splash I feel my eyes watering up. An older boy walks up to me “Crybaby, crybaby” he jeers. This was going to be a long day. After a hard day at school I got home and collapsed onto the couch. Just as I got comfortable the doorbell chimed I opened the door there stood a police officer “I hate to be the one to tell you this but your mother died this morning.” I could not take it in I stepped back in a stunned trance and fainted. I woke up with the sunlight streaming in the open window. Where was I, what was happening? An enormous lady walked into the room “hello my name is Mrs Crabtree I am the orphanage’s governess and I have been instructed to take you on a trip to the Merivale harbour bridge so hurry up and get your stinking clothes on we haven’t got all day” she said roughly. I got up thinking I had better do what she asks. “You don’t have time to have breakfast we have to leave now. It was a long walk to the Merivale harbour bridge mostly because the fat lady wanted to stop off at all of the paper plus stores on the way. We got to the bridge I looked down at the gushing water. This was the fate I had decided for myself. I stepped up onto the barrier and let myself go. I wanted to be with my mother. Blackness.