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When I was about 10 years old, I had an imaginary friend. His name was Eleven while my (nick)name was Nineteen (my favorite number back then). We often made bets like "I bet [insert name] will be at school today". When it was true, I scored, but when it was false, Eleven scored instead. I think I was even keeping track of our scores.
Later, we (me and Eleven) found two more friends: Fifteen, and Ten.Fifteen scored when the bet was half true and half false (since 15 is half-way between 11 and 19).Ten scored when the bet was neither true or false or completely unclear.

AnonymynonA
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Ok, when I was seven I started to see "Alex". First I say his dog. Then when I was eight I saw him. He had a black hat on and dark brown trousers with a black jacket. When I was eleven I was in tescos and my mum was in the video Isle when I saw a film called the Martian. The guy on the box looked like Alex. That's weird I though. I said to mum, hey mum, that film looks good, she ended up buying it and we watched it that night with my siblings. When I was nearly thirteen I saw him standind in my bedroom door at midnight, only he had taken his hat off. Please talk to me. He said. Who are you I said. I want you to leave me alone! I said as I got up and sat on my bed. He walked in to my room and pushed me back down on to my bed and wouldn't let me get up. He held me down and I shouted at him loudly. Then he got in to the bed and I was just about to slap him round the face when I heard my mum get up. I stayed still and he still held me tight. I was getting very angry. When mum was back in bed he got on top of me and I tried to kick him. I don't remember any more than that. I dont see him often anymore, but I hear his voice in my head.

Clara Ashwood
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I used to have an imaginary friend named Mopsy who was a mop. It was a real mop but it only talks and interacts with me in my imagination and dreams. When I couldn't sleep or had problems at night, I would go to mopsy and tell problems to it. It would give me good advice and play with me in my imagination. I kept it a secret from everyone until my mom caught me talking to mopsy at night and she asked me why i was talking to a mop. I stopped believing in imaginary friends 3 days after that.

Melanie
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I used to think that there is another world on the other side of the mirror, where everyone is named Philip.

Anon
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(Sort of nervous to put this here because people are really harsh with ratings, but...)

I do have an imaginary friend, but she's not as interesting as some of the others. She is a girl, no particular age but a little taller than I am, with long midnight-black hair and indigo eyes named Mara (mah-rah). She looks like a fantasy character - her hair is thick and long and swirly, and she wears a dress the same color as the inside of a very pretty shell I found once, gray-silver with rainbow tints.
I came up with her when I was seven or so and going through a stage in which I thought I was better than everyone else and everyone hated me. I was also a very dramatic child, as evidenced by the fact that "Mara" means "bitterness". At that time, Mara defended and comforted me as I thought I needed, and I think she had brown hair.
In sixth grade I brought her back and gave her her current appearance, and she developed a teasing personality, though we're good friends and she is caring when I need it.

Erulasse Aranel Partial-Dullea
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When I was about six years old I used to believe that some invisible fleas, that my cousin invented, were real and played with me.

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I used to have an imaginary 'servant' named Fallon. I would tell her to do things, like "Get me some food, Fallon." I never saw Fallon do anything, but I thought she was trying. I wrote down a list of commands for Fallon once. I thought she was out there somewhere, I just never saw her.

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I still have an imaginary friend named Simon,he looks like that kid Billy of of school of Rock.he is a fashion freak and he protects me.

Sammy
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When I was maybe 5 or 6 I told my mom there was a secret Narnia-like basement door in the back of a closet and there lived a girl named Dana, and a couple others, who looked just like me. I even went to "go get her" and have her meet my mom. My mom went along with it but I thought she really believed me and I felt so bad about it that I confessed I made the whole thing up!

Not Dana
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I'm 11 years old, and I have about 32 imaginary siblings, and one REAL sister. So, I don't have any friends, so my "siblings" are there to keep me company. My favorite sibling is my twin Heather. She's similar to me, but in most ways she's not. My older "siblings" tell me encouraging things, and I tell my little "siblings" encouraging things. And my REAL sister, is just a pain.

Anon
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I thought werewolves were just wolves, only cooler. Consequentially, I "ran a werewolf farm." and I sold imaginary friend werewolves to my classmates. Oddly, the currency was invisible rawhide doggy bones.

Dove Pan Daisy
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When I was about 5 or 6, I had an imaginary friend named Matt. I named him that because he was always on a mattress for some reason. Then he moved to Florida. Why, I don't know.

Anon
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I used to have a few imaginary friends, I made them all at the same time, they were mobs from Minecraft, they were Creeper, Zombie, Mr. Pig, Skeleton, and Steve. Since I didn't hang out with them much I used to act like they were SUPER heavy sleepers, so when I wanted to hang out with them I would pretend to wake them up, they used to live by my bed.

I think they are still living in my house...

Gwynnie
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When I was little I had an imaginary friend named Shiloh but I called him Shyshy. He was my age when I first seen him but he didn't grow with me. He wore a white shirt, grey sweatpants, and had blonde hair. We played together all the time and he would put me up to meanness. Anything I did wrong was always Shyshy. He was in my life from 3- 8 and I really saw him, but he left after we moved.
He would talk about his life and about how his mommy didn't love him and how she smothered him.

Maybe I should have posted this in the ghost section...

Melanie
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When I was around 10 or 11 I was bullied in school so I had no friends. I loved Pokemon too (still do) and had a pokemon as my friend called Shaymin. I think he went away when I moved school. His last words were " You'll make friends besides me " and disappeared. I cried for the night :-(

Raine
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When I was little, I truly believed in monsters. I hated the dark and would dread having the lights turned out. I believed there were these two shapeshifting monsters that would come out from under my bed and try to smother me, and then there was a tiny swarm of monster bugs that would come out from a vent near my bed. I was always scared, everynight. And then I started seeing him. I saw very tall man in a black hooded cloak with glowing orange eyes and a battle-axe head on a staff would come through my door and just stand there. He didn't have a face, just eyes and an empty hood. He wouldn't do anything. He just watched. But as soon as he came through the door, all the monsters would go away. Of course, me being the small child thought he was going to kill me. But he never did. He just watched and made sure all the monsters went away before leaving and shutting the door behind him. This was whenever I was six and seven. Now, I looked back and realized that he was protecting me. He never got any thanks, I always thought he was going to kill me. But he kept coming back everynight anyway. I have a name for him now. Grimm. We talk a bit, not a bunch, mostly whenever I'm afraid or lying awake at night. I know he isn't real, but he helps whenever things get tough. He's my Prince of Darkness, and he gets rid of the monsters.
thanks for listening to my rant.

Clara, age 13
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I had an imaginary friend named Jessica when I was about 5. For some reason, my younger sister didn't like Jessica. One day, we were in the car, and my sister turned to me and said, "Hey, where's Jessica now?" I said, "She's right here next to me." My sister looked at the empty seat, made a gun with her fingers, and said "BANG. Now she's not." I was hysterical.

Anon
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I had about 100 imaginary dog friends. I even had a list of all their names and breeds. When I went grocery shopping with my parents, I would buy them imaginary food and gear. When I had to ride in the car/on a bus for any distance, I would believe they were running along side the road, dealing with whatever obstacles happened to be there.

Anon
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I had an imaginary friend when I was little. Her name was Copelia and she could turn into a doll. She wore a knee-length pink dress, and she had long, blonde hair(it was strictly dip-dyed pink). We would always dance and swim and I took her with me everywhere. I still love her, though in a different way. She helped me to make REAL friends, whom I ALSO love to this day. Sometimes when I'm nervous, I can almost hear her whispering in my ear to just be brave and be myself. Without Copelia, I wouldn't be where I am today. Thank you, friend.

Anon
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when i was little my fingers were siblings and all had different personalities. Thumb was the strongest but also the most gentle, the next 3 fingers were very close perhaps triplets, and pinky was the only girl so she got picked on a lot by the 3 brothers, thumb was the only one that could control them, and he often stood up for pinky, although he was close with his brothers as well. Sometimes they would wonder why he always stood up for her, but understood it was because he was a nice guy.

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