* Who, me?
* I don't have a family.
* Literally! My parents died when I was three. I don't remember a thing about'em.
* But I've gotten by, just the same as anyone else, right?

* Uh, it's more like I found it.
* It was deathly stormy, and I needed a place to stay.
* This creepy house was just sort of standing here..
* As I passed the yard path, I could just feel it beckoning - "Come back! Come back!"
* So I did. And whouldathunkit, there was a sign nailed onto the door: "TAKE ME."
* I'm not one for thievery, but the house was literally asking, so, I took it!
* I guess I coulda been barging into some old great grandpa's house that kids played a joke on..
* But there was noone there.
* And I've been around here for months, now, so..
* Nobody's exactly stopped by looking for the old residents!

* Sometimes I get, uh, lonely.
* I mean - a life of solitude! It's pretty much in my name!
* And I like being alone, too.
* And you-all - you're awesome, yi'know. You're the best friends I could imagine.
* But sometimes I feel sort of alone, anyway... it's weird.
* I usually just shrug off the feeling - that's pretty easy for me -
* But lately I've been wondering if it's maybe not the best thing to do..
* Uh, thanks for listening to me ramble.