have a Autistic brother whose name is Slade.In other words it means he has a hard time learning to speak.But we try really hard to be patient with him when he doesn't understand what were saying. Its the night berfore Christmas.We had just got in our pajamas."It's time for bed". My mom would call.so we climbed in our beds and fell asleep dreaming of what we were going to get.once we woke up we found a million toys in the living room.We all take turns opening one present at a time so we can all see what everyone gets.Slade got to open his first. He got a huge toy truck with a romote conrol.Then it was Marissa's turn. She is my sister,she is nine years old.She got 2 barbie dolls. And then its my turn I picked up a present that had a ribon on it.This wasn't any kind of ribbon it was an Autism ribbon.I loved this present so much. I kept the ribbon and I still have it today. And we kept opening presents all day. After playing with our toys for an hour it was time to go to bed. And before I went to bed I tied that ribbon on the door handel so whenever I want to go out of the room i can look at that ribbon.

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Story by: Sierra, age 11, USA

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