Twelve.

I wanted to play, but I couldn't. It hurt my head and made me want to cry. I tried to listen, and all I heard was electric and fizzing and it made me feel insecure. I know I'm not like the others. They were having fun and were laughing about the magical ideas that they heard in the speakers. And I was stuck, shaking, and wanting to scratch the screen.

I wanted to play, but I couldn't.