Holy poop I forgot about this only 6 hours to write ok ok. Here it is!
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Hello journal. My name is Jazzy, and I have ADHD. That stands for 'Attention deficit hyperactivity disorder'. That makes it hard for me to sit still, and.. ooh journal I see candy! Oh yeah, and it can make me fidget.
From Jazzy.
I finish writing in my journal. I plan on drawing a new picture as I plan on becoming an artist. Just then my dad walks in. "Jazzy dinner is going to be ready in 5 minutes. You can start drawing your picture and then-" He says. At that moment I get all fidgety and start to color. "Jazzy. Can you listen real quick?" He asks. I look over at him and say, "Ok. Sorry dad its just that......theres a fly in this room!" I get distracted again. My dad sighs and leaves. About a minute later he comes back with a pill. Oh great, my medication. It helps with my ADHD. He gives it to me and leaves. I eat the pill and grab my water. Sigh, ADHD can be tricky sometimes.
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Ok sorry for the story being short but I will be busy after this and I want to get my story in. I will write the other story under these words. Also I might make a real story of a kid with disabilities.
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"Say 'Hello. My name is Timmy, and I am eleven years old.' Can you try that?" She asks. I nod and begin. "H-hello. M-m-m-m-my n-n-name is Tim-timm-t-t..." I try. "Hmm. We will have to fix that." She says as she gets up. I follow her into the waiting room. "Timmy has a severe stutter and will need to go to a speech teacher. It can be fixed within time." She tells my mom and dad. I have always stuttered in my life time, but my parents always said it would go away.
After we finish the visit, we drive home. I dont talk during the drive though, and neither do my parents. The second we got home I went into my room and opened my journal.
Dear journal, today I went to the doctor. She said I have a severe stutter and need to see a speech teacher. I wish I didn't have this stutter, but I do. From Timmy.
'At least I don't stutter in my journal' I think to myself.
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