Once upon a time, in a town where absurdity was the norm, there lived a group of parents who were convinced that their children were "autism magnets." They believed that autism was contagious and that their children had caught it from exposure to vaccinated kids or even from gluten in the air.

These parents, determined to protect their offspring from this supposed epidemic, built a fortress-like school where only the "neurotypical" children were allowed to attend. They hired teachers trained in the art of bubble wrapping, ensuring that no child would ever encounter anything remotely stimulating or challenging.

Meanwhile, the children deemed "at risk" of autism were quarantined in a separate facility, surrounded by walls made of gluten-free bread and vaccinated against any potential exposure to education or critical thinking.

As the years went by, the divide between the two groups grew wider and wider. The "neurotypical" children became experts at reciting meaningless facts and following arbitrary rules, while the "at-risk" children blossomed into free-thinking individuals with a knack for creativity and problem-solving.

Eventually, the absurdity of the situation became too much to bear. The "neurotypical" children, tired of living in a world devoid of color and imagination, revolted against their parents and demanded to be reunited with their "at-risk" peers.

And so, the walls of segregation came crashing down, and the children of the town learned that autism was not something to be feared but celebrated—a unique perspective that enriched the world in ways they had never imagined.

And as they danced together in the streets, their laughter ringing out like music, they knew that in the end, it was their differences that made them truly special.