Bridge shook his head. "No, it's not splinters. It's the colors. I see colors around everything and no one believes me, they think I'm just making it up but I'm not and if they get to bright it hurts like when you look into the sun and I hate grownups and I never want to be one!"
He panted after that outburst. "I hope this isn't home, because I never want to go back. Everyone's so stupid" The little boy crossed his arms in front of his chest.