I do have an autistic kid story though....
In 6th grade science there was an autistic kid named Ian in the class. He would sit in front of this tank full of meal worms all class long, talking to them and playing with them. So one day I hid the tank before class, and he shows up and starts freaking out. "WHERE DID THEY GO!? WHERE IS MELVIN!?!?!?"....they pull him out of class and he goes home early. The next day I tell him that I put the tank on the roof of the gym. So at lunchtime this lil tard is climbing up the gutter drain of the gym, like 50 feet up, and a crowd starts to gather. The principal comes and tells him to climb down and he just freezes and starts crying. He ends up clinging to the drain like 50 feet up for about a half hour until the janitor comes with a ladder and gets him down. About a month later I went and got the tank and all the worms were dead...Ian sees it, flips out....when the teacher tries to control him he throws a haymaker and banks her square on the nose. I never saw Ian after that.