I haven't been to a birthday party since I was about 9. I've never had one of my own; I just went to ones of my classmates from my SEN primary school. I hated parties due to the noise and busy atmosphere, but I couldn't really tell anyone so I got taken to them anyway.
Most of the parties I've been to were at soft play centres or in community halls. I didn't eat much of the party food since I was a very fussy eater (I'm not anymore!), so I often came home hungry.
I always used to dread the cake and singing thing before it happened, so my parents always took me out the room when the candles were being lit. Once that was over and done with, I was happy.
Sometimes I got overstimulated and went home earlier than everyone else. I always came home with a goody bag filled with sweets and cheap toys, and a soggy piece of cake wrapped in kitchen roll.
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I'm sailing across Spectrum Sea, in my little boat.
The waters of the port were choppy. After I set off, there was a long, massive storm.
Years later, however, the sea calmed. I'm still on tranquil sea, but I'll never reach the Neurotypical Beach.