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Why Do We Promote Autism Awareness?

Why Do We Promote Autism Awareness?

Jennifer Jordan April 16, 2013

Why Autism Awareness? Alexander’s Story The story of our son Alexander started when he was born at exactly 37 weeks. He spent the first week in the hospital receiving phototherapy treatment for his bilirubin

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Three Blind Mice

Three Blind Mice

Chelsea Fallon September 11, 2012

“You klutz!” “You stepped on my tail, you imbecile!” “Only after you sat on my crumb sandwich!” “I didn’t know you had a crumb sandwich there, you didn’t declare it!” The two mice swatted

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Back Story

Back Story

August 24, 2012

“You’re wrong!” I exclaimed emphatically to the ‘tard standing in front of me. My anger boiled over as the class egged me on. I couldn’t understand how the educational system could’ve hired such an

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Origin

Origin

August 24, 2012

It was a foggy summer morning in London and people were going about their normal business. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.  Here, a homeless man was begging for change.  There, a youth with

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Water

Water

August 24, 2012

It was a dark and stormy night, though that wasn’t much different than the previous 30 or so nights. It had been raining nonstop for more than a month and we were beginning to

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Mountain Top

Mountain Top

August 24, 2012

Hiking is always more difficult than I expect. I keep a jolly demeanor for the first third of the trip, joking and laughing with my party as we casually ascend. The second third is

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Power

Power

August 24, 2012

Dr. Stevens was pretty excited. He had never seen such a strange molecular pattern, man-made or otherwise. He had yet to figure out what was unique about the conditions within a meteor, or how

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Mother Bitch

Mother Bitch

August 24, 2012

I’m chocking it up to the stress and exhaustion: 1. Ray’s Dead 2. Just worked three doubles in a row for a total of more than forty hours 3. Money’s tight 4. Ashley canceled

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Disarmed Propaganda

Disarmed Propaganda

August 24, 2012

I had puked up my “guts” back in Missouri. Maybe three hours before? Still on 71 South but across state lines in Arkansas, there were no more guts left. Just bile and spit getting

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