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Personal Narrative-Let Me Pass This Girl
YO LET ME FIND THIS GIRL. I'm sorry I know it's wrong to be aggressive with things but it's also wrong to allow for things like this to just slide. ANYONE who knows me and my family especially, me and my sister, knows damn well this would not slide. If I ever saw this being done to Derek, so help the person that does it because I promise nothing would restrict me from defending him. What is wrong with people? You see something different than you and you are that threatened you feel the need to take dominance over it? That's what's wrong with this world. We see something different and we automatically feel the need to make it feel weak so we feel we have control. That's pathetic. THIS, This is pathetic. This girl is pathetic, the person videoing …show more content…
I don't share my family's business but I'll get personal for a bit. I have a brother Derek, he is loving, caring, a bit of a ball buster but it's his secret charm, and yes he is autistic. However, being autistic does not stop him for feeling, anger, joy, sadness, or all the other human emotions you and I may feel. So when faced with things that everyone deals with he reacts the same, the only difference is he does not quite understand why he feels like that. So in situations like this, where someone is attacking them or targeting them because they are different, they don't know what they did to deserve it. Hell, neither do I. A few years back my brother dealt with some abuse from a school teacher, a teacher, and this teacher valued her authority over the security of his well being. I won't go into details but my brother is now somewhat different from the result of it. He gets upset and his tantrums grew worse, and it's probably because he feels he needs to be more defensive and protective of himself because that day no one was. I hate that he experienced that, and I wish my family and I could have prevented

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