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I did not enjoy much of elementary school. Other children would throw rocks at me, and attempt to asphyxiate me. The teachers would not allow me to remain in the library, and forced me to go out on the playground. It may have been play for them, but not so much for myself.
I drew pictures of planes, one of the few vehicles I could draw at the tender age of seven years, bombing the school. I threatened to burn the school down. After incessant visits to the principle's office, my mom pulled me out of school.
A child psychologist at the U. of M. diagnosed me with Asperger's syndrome after observing my behavior over a period of several weeks.

"The drone drifted through the darkness of interstellar space. It really was alone. Profoundly, even frighteningly alone. It picked through the debris that had been its power, sensory and weapon systems, appalled at the wasteland it was discovering within itself. The drone felt weird. It knew who it was - it was Sisela Ytheleus 1/2, a type D4 military drone of the Explorer Ship Peace Makes Plenty, a vessel of the Stargazer Clan, part of the Fifth Fleet of the Zetetic Elench - but its real-time memories only began from the instant it had woken up here..."

-- Excession, Iain M. Banks

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