The craft family were your real family. They took care of you more than your real parents did.

Phil would help you with homework, Kristin would help you cook or bake, Techno was around you 24/7 practically considering he was your best friend.

Tommy had declared you the “honorary big sister” to the family and Wilbur would write music with and about you.

You felt safe with this family, your only family was just…the opposite. Mean, cruel, neglectful, you didn’t tel them about the Crafts. Afraid they take them away from you.

Of course they found out though. “Do you have any idea how mortifying it is to find out that, your child, has been spending every night in somebody else’s home?” Your mother laughs, angry. “You told me you were at Dream’s!”