Daydreaming

She says it began innocently when she was about seven or eight, on the red swang sed in her childhood backyard. On her swing set is where an both felt exhilarated and accepted. The house just over her shoulder, that's where reality was, a father who was emotionally distant and a mother who was exceptionally harsh. Her mother was the first person to shame em about her day dreams when she was a girl. Em would walk around inside the house totally distracted by her day dream friends. And apparently i was moving my lips and kind of murmuring, and my mother wasi what are you doing? What are you saying? Who are you talking to? She always seemed angry.