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*sad sigh*

Y'all today was the most emotional day at work for me. So I work at this after school program for an elementary school with my mom. And there is this kid in our program named Marcus. Marcus was born prematurely so there is some side effects. For one he is really tiny, he and his 1st grade sister the same size. Two, he is allergic to everything under the sun, so I bring him a snack every day so he can eat with the other kids. Marcus can do no wrong. All the staff loves him, his is the cutest thing ever. So Marcus has some childhood trama that you know makes him not trusting to adults. He only sticks around my mom, my man, another male co-worker, and myself. So today the school calls my mom and said that Marcus is in the nurses office. And we all go into a panic like what's wrong, did he eat something he wasn't supposed? Like full blown panic mood. And so the nurse was like he bit himself but he is on his way. So we confused like why he bit himself? He walks in the door to the cafeteria and my heart breaks. He already has sad eyes, so when he walked in with tear stained cheeks and tears still running down his face, I'm not gonna lie I started to cry. He walks over to my mom and my mom is asking why he bit himself and he isn't giving like a solid answer he keeps saying hile bit himself he bit himself. Ans when you look at his arm it looked like a someone was trying to eat his arm, like he was going to town on his arm. So my mom calms him down a little, usually I would but I couldn't pull myself together. Like I see him as a son, he sees me as a mom so I hate to see him like this and I don't know what to do. He goes and sit down with the other kids still crying but not as bad. He finished his snack asked can he come sit with me on the stage. The kids aren't allowed to, but it's Marcus and he has everyone wrapped around his finger especially my man and I. So Marcus come and sits by me and he laid his head on my lap and I just start rubbing his arms trying to sooth him, which worked. So that was good. Then the kids line up to go outside and I take Marcus with me ahead of time. He is a very active kid regardless of his medical issues, so he goes to play field hockey with the other kids. I am playing basketball with some 3 and 4th graders and I see Marcus crying again. So I stop playing and go see what's wrong. Them fuckers went letting my son play. So I took all the hockey equipment and only me and Marcus began to play. Then Marcus said it was okay to have to the other kid play. So they began to play and them fuckers hit my Marcus in the head with the stick twice and with the puck. So my mom shut that down really quick. I asked Marcus to come sit with me under this giant ass tree. So I sat down and he sat in between my legs and he laid his head back. He is now crying again and I just want to wrap him in bubble wrap and put him in a glass box to keep him out of harms way. Then this what really got me... He asked me to sing him a song, but not just any song. He wanted me to sing Human by Christina Perri. Y'all when I saw I broke down in tears I mean like Kim K. ugly cry. Like this little boy is in the 3rd grade and he has been through so fucking much. So as I am singing this song he fell asleep and so my man comes and sits with us and he addresses how Marcus is changing me and the kid really is. I am starting to feel for other people and care for other peoples emotions and feeling. That is something i never did before this kid entered our program. Like if I could I would adopt him for myself. Anyways we go inside our classroom and it's free time so the kids can play games and stuff. Marcus is sitting with my mom at her desk coloring and I'm playing hangman with the other kids. And Marcus' mom comes in to pick him and his sister. And the mom calls my mom and me over. She explains to us why he bit himself. Come to find out my son is autistic and him bitting himself was like an episode he has sometimes. And she also explain what he has experienced to have such trauma. Y'all this kid is so strong he been through hell and back. And the fact that he is so opened and attached to me means so much to me cause at first he would stay in a corner by himself. And so when he was signed out, he came to hug me and he told me he couldn't come back Monday so him and I can make slime, like I promised with the biggest smiled. And he told me he loves me. Him saying that, as extra as I may seem, means the world to me
No one else got to love me as long ass he does. He also gave me a little drawing an it was of his family, my co-workers, and myself combined. My mom is laminating it so it can go her desk. Okay I got to stop cause I'm crying again. I just need to tell y'all this cause I was so emotional so the next couple imagines might be on the sad side. You been warned.