How were you perceived as a young child?

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Adults loved me, kids were afraid of me.

I was a cheerful kid not afraid of anything. Coming up to a total stranger and telling him I collected 4 snails today then tell him that his jacket is turquoise color with doveish details? No problem at all.
I was considered cute, brave and smart girl. One could talk with me as with one of adults. My vocabulary and thinking patterns were advanced for my age.

The problem was with kids. I believe they seen me as a monster or something. I was coming to them and saying "Hi, I'm Kate. And whats your name?" and they were getting all shy for some reason and hide behind their parents. Adults were surprised. "C'mon, tell her whats your name. Look, it's so nice girl. She asked you for your name.", <silence>, "I have no idea what come into him. He usually doesn't act like this...".

I was very difficult, cried alot, always unhappy, said offensive things while accusing others of being mean to me, got upset quickly, kept to myself & was quiet a lot.

Shy, as I didn't speak to anyone.

Developmentally delayed, socially atypical...fine with being alone for hours.

Those that don't know I'm autistic perceive me as being "ret*d"

^^^
you'll show 'em one day soon.

I was seen as slow. And strange. And I was told I cried a lot in elementary school by people I grew up with.

I don't know how I was during my infant years, but my parents have told me I was very aggressive in Kindergarten. I also had a hard time making friends and had a huge obsession with rocks too. I could never sit still either. I always got up from my chair to run around, which often angered my teachers. I was very disruptive. At the time, they said I had ADHD though. I wasn't fully diagnosed with autism until age twelve.

i could not care how i was seen.
i just am the way i am.

Well-behaved and intelligent, but extremely annoying.

Very shy (in most cases), calm, well-behaved, intelligent, obsessive, mature, fair, sometimes temperamental. I didn't always develop relationships with my classmates in the same way others did, and I often preferred having conversations with adults or being alone. It also seems that my interests were weird, probably because I didn't follow the trends in school.

My parents and my teachers saw me as fairly intelligent, but troubled, angry, and disruptive with difficulty following directions. Other children saw me as annoying, weird, a loose cannon, and a crybaby. I had a tendency to avoid other boys who didn't immediately like me. On the other hand, I chased the girls (literally and figuratively) and wanted to hang around them, whether they liked me or not. I would never have that courage again.

I wasn't particularly comfortable with any age group though, because I didn't have any adult or child I could really depend on. So it all went pear-shaped very early. Neither my parents nor my school were in any way prepared to help me or address my needs.

My mom told me that I would often ignore people I had met before and instead would talk to strangers. I remember that I did not want to brush my teeth or have ear drops. Also I would eat very few things. I liked bread and butter and one time I put on A LOT of butter. It may have happened more than once. Another thing is I was adamant that my food did not touch. I didn't try a hamburger till I was 14 or so because I didn't like how they looked. I was pretty much thoughtless with little concept of other people until I was 11-12 (?).

Except that I had crushes. In 4th grade I remember smiling at the girl I liked and she smiled back and I was happy. Then in 5th grade we had math tubs for our groups. No matter which group my crush was in I would always get their math tub for them. Eventually she told her friend that if I asked her out she would say yes. I did not ask her out. Dating was too much to comprehend. I just liked her being my crush and smiling at her. One time in class we were watching a poison dart frog video and she was sitting close to me. I was happy as a lark.

Going back a little bit, in 2nd grade I got yelled at for not doing homework. I hadn't done homework in a few weeks. When my teacher yelled at me I cried. Then I started doing my homework and went back to normal. In 3rd grade I would do my homework during school so I could go home and play Final Fantasy Tactics. I cared very little about anything else besides Final Fantasy Tactics.