when i was 6 i had an amaganry friend called sue she was tall and all blue she lived under my bed
i still have her today

shannon

When I was really small, I believed that there are little creatures, living in my bathroom drawer. They were called the Zyziks and they looked like beans covered with short, brown and spiky four. They had stick-like legs with big feets and big, funny noses. They were reall trouble-makers, but I still liked them, becouse they weren't evil - just really clumsy and fun-loving. They wernen't my imaginary fiends, I guess, because they were half-wild. They would always hide, when somone entred the bathroom, and you could never seen them or talk with them. I'm not even sure if they could speak. But my and my mom knew, that they existed ^^

Maja ^_^

When I was 7 I used to have an imaginary friend called Calum Butters. I hated him, he was so annoying and pathetic. He'd say stuff and act stupid and I always used to get so angry at him. I hated him so much, but for some reason I could never get rid of him.

One day I was in my room and Calum was there along with loads of other imaginary friends (extras like in Star Trek). We had to defend my bedroom by shooting out the window because we were under attack from other invisible friends that belonged to people from other parts of the country.

We won, but Calum got killed. He never came back. None of them did.

Mux

My son had three imaginary friends at age three. One day at lunch, she held out his arm and wiggled his head. He said " look mama, a little elephant, then he did it again, and said " well, lookit there, it's a little mouse, and again, "I be darn, anoder little mouse, but he's grey.
The mice were with us for a few years, and went everywhere with us. Peter was the grey mouse, and he would fly outside the car we we drove, he'd even role down the window to let him in. Once he let his grandpa keep Peter in his pocket, while my son kept the brown mouse in his. Then when they had sit down to order, my son said, Where's Peter Pop? His grandfather answered, He's still in my pocket. Then my son, in his usually load voice said: "Well Papa, Why don't you take your Peter out of your pocket and put it on the table" His papa couldn't stop laughing, neither could the waitress.

BB

When I was little I was convinced that tiny people lived in the walls of my house. I lived in an old house with lots of mouse holes and cracks in the walls so I thought the tiny people used those as doors. They even had a name, Laa Laa's, I don't know where that came from. All the time I would lay on the floor by a hole waiting to see if one would come out or I would try to talk to them. I used to draw pictures of them and their cities and write stories about them. Eventually I came to terms with the fact they didn't exist but they kept me company in my younger years.

Sarah

When I was younger (and less sane) I created Answerphonia. She lived in the phone, and when ever the answerphone came on I would pretend that she was talking to me or my parents. I got very upset when my parents gently explained that Answerphonia didn't exist, and that it was normal people that were talking. I refused to believe them, and when the answerphone stopped working I fished it out the bin and dug a grave for it.
I was a weird kid.

crazeeeee!

I used to have an imaginary friend called Miranda, who was a mermaid. Every day, she wriggled out of the pond in the garden and hopped up to my room at 3:00 in the morning, yelling in my ear for me to get up (this was actually my alarm clock that no-one knowed how to fix)
Miranda died when the pond froze over in the winter, and she drowned.

crazeeeeee!

When i was younger i had a imaginary friend called Tapanga but that was the short version of her name the other one was to long and i believed only i could say it. Well she lived up in the clouds and had lots of unicorns for pets . I dont remember when i stoped believing in her but well i did. I still got a very good imagination but there not really friends there just things me and my friends made up like bob the fence lol it is quite funny by the way i am not like extra old and weird i am only 17 and hope to be a writer.

Ashley

When I was about 5 I had an imaginary friend named Clarissa; she couldn't be seen, even by me, but I alawys knew when she was there, and exactly where she was. She liked to stay in my backyard while I went inside, and I often went outside to swing with her.

BFF Clarissa! haha.

I had two imaginary friends when I was little. One when I was 5-10 was my reflection. She followed me around and we had interesting conversations. One day, while taking my bath, Heretek (her name, for some reason) desided to come out of the mirror, so she did. Then she told me she was moving to a strange planet called Tapuchki. Sometimes she came back and visited me.

My second imaginary friend was named Blu and she was actually my imaginary twin sister. She was in all my classes and was friends with all my friends. Blu eventually joined Heretek on Tapuchki when I was fourteen.

Annikki Katariina

When I was younger, I believed that my reflection in the miror was somebody from another world who came to see me everytime I wanted. My paretns thought I was crazy because I would get up on mornings, go into their room (they had a huge miror in their bedroom but I didn't) tell "me" to be quiet because my parents were sleeping... I would wake them up everytime and for days I would be mad at the miror because she had made my parents mad at me.

Nadia

I have a set of imaginary friends from an anime show and a set of imaginary friends from a manga. I only call them imaginary because they're anime characters but they exist and being anime characters does not mean they do not exist, so be quiet! Anyway, the ones from the anime show are evil and annoying and the ones from the manga are kind and hyper and cool. And I'm tempted to get imaginary friends from another anime I'm obsessed with, but I'm having trouble deciding since I have two friends at school who are also obsessed with that anime and they might be mad that they don't have those characters for friends.

Anime lover to the EXTREME!

I used to believe that I had a hamster that only I could see. Then my sister started petting him occasionally so I was rather disappointed because she could see it. His name was Skippy.

Kirk

I used to have an imaginary friend named Mr. Tree, except he wasn't imagined. He was a real tree out infront of my house. Don't remember what kind he was. But he talked to me through feelings, not really words. I always asked about how Mrs. Tree was. And I think that Mrs. Tree wasn't a tree, but the earth itself.

I miss Mr. Tree. He's still there at my old house too.

Heather

My best friend all through school had quite a lot of imaginary friends, namely Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. Yes, ALL of them. But she didn't like Snow White and always locked her in the closet. Doc was her favorite dwarf, and when she finally decided she didn't want to play with him anymore, she put him in a shoebox in the basement and left him there. No one knows what happened to the others.

Anon

When I was in elementary school, I hung out with some of the cool girls in school and we were always competing with the other cool girls in different classes, starting trends like making up clubs and stuff (like the spice girls club!) Well, in 7th grade, (middle school) my friend Libby, me and a few other girls all knew this turkey named Turkey, and he was a really funny turkey, gobbling and strutting around my middle school and stuff. Turkey didnt have all the same classes as us, so when Libby and I were in History class, Turkey would come by and wave hi to us, making sure our teacher didnt see. One day Libby saw Turkey at the door and told me. We both looked over and waved to him. Well, our teacher saw this and asked who we were waving at. Libby and I were at a loss for words, but it was really damn funny.

The Fox In Socks

When I was about three or four, my parents took me to France for a holiday. I had recently watched Puff the Magic Dragon, and it was my favourite film. One day, we were walking down a busy boulevard, when my old man told me a rather amazing story about Puff. He told me that he had been stuck on an island when he was small, and that Puff had rescued him, and that only kids rescued by Puff could talk to him. He said that since he'd been rescued, he was allowed to give one other person the gift of being able to speak to Puff, and he gave that gift to me. Apparently, when you talked to Puff, only you and puff could hear it.

This resulted in me running down the boulevard, getting odd looks as I yelled at the top of my voice, "PUFF PUFF I LOVE YOU PUFF! YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND PUFF!" to some nonexistant dragon. My dad will never let me forget about that day..

Mazza

When I was 8 years old I had an imaginary hamster. It had a three room box with shredded toilet paper in it. I carried that thing with me everywhere. I even cleaned the 'dirty' bedding on a regular basis, it used to make my cousin SO mad! (She was a year older and MUCH wiser..lol) It's amazing how real that stupid thing seemed.

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