You are the youngest sister in a dollhouse in an attic, older Brother is mean and smokes and grows weed. Father is a cheater and your beautiful mother drowns her pain by drinking, sometimes leading her to pass out. When the girl comes to play with you, you must run back to the spot she left you and be still. No one ever listens to you. Movement is doll-like, and speech is formal. You don't really talk to each other, and must pretend everything is fine in this sad, quiet, dull home