Extroverted Introvert

I am a child trapped in a man’s body. If you will equate my age it is always my current age minus ten years. I love watching stars at night, making sand castles, playing hide-and-seek, and singing in the rain. I hate bullies. The last bully I encountered was a few months back and I am thankful to have escaped his evil clutches. Every time I feel sad (especially when I am bullied) I open my drawing book and doodle to my heart’s delight until I fall asleep and go to dreamland but sometimes I am haunted by nightmares and that is no laughing matter because every time I have nightmares I wet my bed; my mom would usually scold me when I do so. I will be saved from the scolding if that day is my special day – my birthday. I usually have blue balloons during my birthdays. Green has no place on my special day. If someone would give me a present with a green gift wrapper I would reject it out right. Truth is, I think, I have mild autism.