A note to all those reading: this book is on the viewpoint of Reily, a 12-year-old girl who is disabled. No offense is meant by the writing style. I'm simply trying to portray Reily's style. It was hard to write this because of spellcheck. I hope you enjoy the book, and if you can't read the book as it is, tell me below and I will link From Yours, Reily ('Revised' Version by GemHeart) Chapter One. Thanks!
yes, i say every time im askd a question, becuz i dont know bettr. i cant tell u if the persun askin me the question knows im disabled. i hate that wurd. but i dont know wut it meens. i ask wut it meens. but no one tells me.
i am 12 yeers old. i go too skool. i try too rite bettr so i can fit n att this skool. but every one makes fun of me. i dont know y.
yestrday i askd my english teecher wut does disabled meen. she siad it meens im different. i siad i dont feel different. she siad u r different, reily. i siad y am i different i dont want too bee different i want too bee like every one else and hav friends and study. she siad i cant. i siad y knot. she tryed too say some thing else. i yeled that i want too bee like her and bee normul and knot hav peopul gawk att me. she opened her mouth but siad nothing and sent me too clas and im wondering now y does peopul look att me.
i just askd my sience teecher some thing and he siad i reminded him of a book. he siad it was calld flowers four arogdon. and i siad wuts that about. he siad its about a boy calld charlie and he is like me but he got smart. i wantd to reed it but he siad i aint old enouff four it. im angry att him four saying that.
i went too the library. the library has books and i tryed too get flowers four arogdon. but the librarian caught me and sent me ooff too clas and siad i cant reed that book. i wish i was normul so i could reed books like that but i cant.
now im n clas and trying too figger out wut 12+18 equals. i stink art math. angel gordon told me its 30 and i siad thx and she siad no prob. im glad she helpd me and she siad i can talk too her att lunch and i did. shes nice and can do math and ti nots and every thing. shes a grat persun and i wish every one likd me like that. whoevers reeding this i hope they like me too.
when i got home mom askd howd skool go and i siad ok. she gav me a hamborger and siad good job reily. i went too my room and my bro david was there. he siad reily u disabled and i slappd him. i dont know y i hit him but I feeled srry and he keepd on saying im disabled. i dont know wut half of the stuff he says meens.
then att dinner dad eated with us and siad hows my little beaver david. david stuck too carots n his nose and laffed. I begined to left to but mom siad david thats bad table mannrs. i stoppd laffing.
next day att skool i saw angel with som of her othr friends and i tryed too go up and say hi. but angel's friend siad ewww angel u hang out with her the disabled freek i hate her and shes stupid. then she tuged angel away and angel looked att me like i was disgustin and I feeled bad. wut did i do wrong. shes treeting me like every one else. wutd i do. howd i offend her.
att home i told mom. when i left the room dad yeled att her and told her shes a bad mom four leting me atend that skool. mom siad shes talentd she can do it. dad siad the child cant do it cathrne. thats all i remembr.
now i want too prov i can do it. i wil prov it.