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In charge of fun

Plans do please me now that I am older and in charge of myself. Each day, Rachel and Mom ask me what I want to do. Plans then are typed by me and followed. Yesterday I asked to shop for new clothes, and Rachel found an armload to consider. We bought three, followed by a great lunch of soup and strawberry salad. Plans are the beginning of fun. Plans are now my own, true choices.
In school, plans scared me because some of the people who made them hated my autism.

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