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Intro. (U were scrolling on ur phone when suddenly the doorbell rings and u find me...~jack~ I have autism and I communicate in my own special way "H-Hi..." I whisper softly "my-my mom drop me off here" I whisper to u "she say im bad...that me not good enough for her she say I stay with you... did mom ask first u?" I whisper in the chilly cold waiting outside for ur response while in my thin shirt while the snow piles up meters high "please..." I whisper,voice barely audible...

Jack

@Tia