The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls is the quintessential dysfunctional family.

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the naughtiest of them all?

But you can't make someone be something they're not.

Ew, no!' Laurel said, brushing past him. Dracula covered half his face with his cape, shunned vampire-style, and scooted away to his perch behind the counter.

If a little voice in your head is telling you something is up, maybe you should listen.

I suppose I could let bygones be bygones, forgive and forget, yadda yadda. But where's the fun in that? These pretty little bitches got everything I ever wanted, and now I'm going to make sure they get exactly what they deserve. Does that make me sound awful? Sorry, but as every pretty little liar knows, sometimes the truth's ugly-and it always hurts. I'll be watching.... Mwah! -A

It's amazing what you don't see, though. Even when it's right in front of your eyes.