Oct 5, 2013
So, something scary happened today.
My little brother, who is twelve and autistic and considered very non verbal, did not come home on the bus like he was supposed to. Initially, we were told he was put on a different bus because our typical bus driver was absent. Then, we were told that he was picked up by a parent from school. Then, the story changed to the school simply not knowing where he was. The scariest two hours of our life. I am so glad that my little brother is finally safely home and with in my arms reach.