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Blackout: Life Through the Eyes of an Aspie


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I know that this is not a story known yet, but I am happy to report that I am currently writing this short story. It will be 10 pages long, discussing life through the perspective of the person with aspergers. Though it is not a thread about any book or series, I feel that it is appropriate to post what I have written here so far since one day it will be published.

 

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In the critical moments of life, there are those who do not understand what it is like to be an outcast in the eyes of others. Those who treat my people like outcasts never has realized how it is like to step into the shoes of that person.

The moment you switch places with that person, you feel a void. It is a void of emptiness and lonliness. The kind of lonliness that causes melancholy to loved ones. This void causes you to feel as though you are empty. It drives you to the brink of insanity, searching for a way to fill it. Some aspies escape to addictions, such as drug use and video games. Others try to fill it by hanging around a crowd of people that have no care for them whatsoever. Regardless of any of these attempts to fill the void, they all fall in vain and causes the void to expand.

This void has a degree of influence affecting people around you. There are those who feel compassion, as though they feel they should help the person. There are those that feel malice towards you, feeling insane from the emptiness you carry. They feel as though they have to harm you before losing sanity. As you get closer to people, you feel threatened. You feel that you need to push away everyone, helpful and harmful. You rarely trust anyone's words as you feel they all contain lies and pain waiting around the corner. You act cold towards them, only listening if they are like you or understand how you feel.

For this reason only, people begin to gang up upon you, realizing that you are alone and weak. They taunt you and insult you, bringing you down lower than before; A sadness that makes the celestial forces shed tears for you.

 

 

 

Along with this work, [spoiler=I reveal that I have]Aspergers.

I am creating this short story to raise aspergers awareness, hoping that one day children with any autistic spectrum will be accepted and feel better about themselves.

 

Please let me know what you think so far.

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