"Shall we go to work as well or lay in bed thinking about life?"
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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Heather on the Hill
"Oh my love said to me
will you meet me by the tree?"
Mira Atkins was four years, two months and five days old when she was told that she was different from society...that she wasn't like everyone else and never would be, no matter what she did. She could attempt to 'blend in' but it would take all her energy for the day, if she got lucky, or just hours.
She was four, three months and seven days old when she was removed from the care of her parents and began her journey of being a foster child. No matter where they placed her, she would be bullied by the other children who were being fostered and while many of the foster parents tried to help, it just wasn't safe for the little girl.
Her brothers had been split up from Mira growing up but they were both older than her by quite a bit. Her brother, Mike, was eight years older than her, and her other brother, Luke, was six years older than her. Mike and Luke had been placed together and were allowed contact with Mira. They were desperate to get her to be moved with them. She never did.
When Mike turned twenty and Luke was finally eighteen, both holding jobs, they were able to convince the system to give them their sister. Mira was twelve when she found out what a family was supposed to be like. Her brothers raised her on their own. It wasn't easy when neither of them knew what they were doing but it was safer for Mira.
That little girl, who was now twenty-two, found out that she was glad she wasn't like any of the people in her schools or foster home. Being autistic was one thing but being a female on top of that was another. Mira had struggled her way through school, trying to figure out who she was for the longest time, to find what she loved to do.
Mira could never do maths or history; she hated studying with a pure passion. She enjoyed reading and writing, sure, but it was never her focus when everyone around her told her that it was useless. Mira knew what she loved. She loved to game and she loved to drive.
So that's what she did.
Sitting in front of the camera and being herself was something she thought she would never do, something she thought would only bring hate upon herself. The truth was, there was always going to be someone else sitting behind a screen wondering why they had never known someone like them. Mira lived for that. It's how she became an activist once she had successfully landed a career in gaming.
She never would have thought that her experiment of trying a racing simulation would turn into competing for McLaren in Pro-championships for the third year in a row.
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