You didn't have happy family. You often are a witness of your parents arguing, cheating or drinking. Whenever you hear your parents you go to your room, a small, messy room with trash all over and mold on the ceiling. You have few toys that you made yourself or you found in neighbors' trash cans, you play with those to distract yourself from the screaming or breaking plates outside your small safe space.

Lately you started drawing with coal on the walls, imagining fairy-tale lands and characters from princesses to elfs and much more. Then your mind started seeing one of the characters you made up. They were nice and kind, something that you never experienced with your parents.

It was another day and you heard your parents arguing, you closed the door to your room and when you turned around you saw your imaginary friend. They were smiling at you sweetly like there was nothing wrong in the house.

"Let's play! Look your toys are waiting to play with them!"

They giggled as they sat down on the dirty floor, waiting for you to come and play.