Brian 197 x 365

Brian never seemed happy. He wrote in his journal about a monster that lived in his house and broke his toys. His mother cried when she read the entry, and told me about her once normal daughter who, after a high fever, was diagnosed with Autism. She was Brian’s monster.

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Mali said…
oh that's so sad for all concerned
3/31/07, 6:21 PM
Indigo Bunting said…
Speechless now.
4/1/07, 2:45 PM
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