mother always told me i was a dreamer.
i'd dream every night. i'd dream about anything and everything as long as it wasn't a nightmare. i'd been brought up with the shield of my mother to block out any offence to society. i wasn't allowed out on halloween, not even to trick or treat. i didn't have many friends either, whether that was because i wasn't allowed any or because they didn't want to be. either way, it was all because of mother and her strict ways. she had rainbow codes for me. the red code - no drinking or eating anything that she hasn't approved. the orange code - only dress in what mother says. the yellow code - only say words you've heard mother say. the green code - only speak to people mother speaks to. the blue code - no talking to mother unless invited to. and finally the purple code. mother is always right.
and that's all i ever knew
