Might as well talk about some of my experiences with Autism and my nightmare that was my 7th grade drama class.

First if all, if you don't know what Meltdowns or Shutdowns are. I'll add some videos at the bottom that explain better than me. But basically, if my brain gets hit with too much stuff all at once, I can hit a meltdown when I can cry for a hour, hit myself, or throw what parents normally perceive as a tantrum. Some extreme cases have children banging their head against the wall. And sometimes if you as an autistic person have a hard day, you can have a meltdown be triggered by any sudden sense going off. For example; random burst of wind, loud noise, unwanted touch, whatever.

I'm personally really bad with sound. I'm bad with other senses too, but unpredictable sounds is like a death sentence.

Because of my level 1 Autism, I was REALLY sensitive to sound. Too much of multiple sounds out of the blue could trigger me and put me into sensory overload.

Another thing about Autism, you can either make inappropriate faces at wrong times. Sometimes you frown when you hear good news. You smile or laugh when you hear extremely sad news. And you can make disgusted faces at wrong times too.

And not only that, many Autistic people don't sometimes get humor well. And I didn't understand any of the humor behind anyone's words or actions. I always took what you said seriously.

I loved Drama on the other hand. I like seriously loved the idea of going on stage and acting. And I'm told I was good at it.

My drama class in 7th grade though, was loud as fuck. It was like they took the loudest 7th and most immature 8th graders they could possibly find.

I ran out of the classroom crying the a few times because of the noise and disturbing sounds. I always felt uncomfortable going into that classroom. Miss Elise, my teacher, always supported me though and stood up for me, which I thank her for. It also made me look like the teacher's pet.

At some point, we were setting up the stage for a play and the class was goofing off again like I wasn't there. Eventually, one of the students make a VERY funny remark in my opinion.

My teacher yells, "Get to work PLEASE-!"

Her comment was interuped by a multitude of laughing coming from me. The inter room paused, because they NEVER heard me laugh before. I was also a loner and knew almost no one in that class.

But I couldn't take it and laughed so hard I couldn't stop. My teacher joked about how the students totally broke me. I left the room wondering wtf was wrong with me that day.