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my best friend told me that when she was young, her imaginary friend was a doctor that lived under the kitchen sink and ate tomatoes. She was a strange child then, and she's a strange teenager now.

lady Guine
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I used to believe that all little kids were supposed to have an imaginary friend, and my parents would kick me out of the house if I didn't have one. So I used to pretend I had an imaginary friend when I was with my parents.

Anon
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When I was really young I was convinced that I had a huge pet grizzly bear (and a wolf but that's another story).

I told everyone that would listen all about the bear (that lived in a tall shed on top of the hill near my house).

When they asked I'd show them the bear by holding out one hand and pointing into the palm of that hand with the other hand saying 'look, it's there, in my hand'.

Even I don't understand.

Stephen
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This is my experience with my daughter's imaginary friends. She had three main imaginary friends : Meanie...mutagenic bat/rat/boy with an attitude problem, Gogonagi...a giant six foot long rat....and Silly Beaver...a tree eating rodent. What upset me most was my daughter would wack herself on the head over and over saying.." Get out of there ! Get out of there !" ...when i asked what was going on she would say " That silly Beaver jumped into my brain again!!"....
I never really got any kind of explaination from her as to how this all happened or came from or meant.
I would sort of bite my lip and hope that it didnt mean she was truly crazy or possessed or anything...so far she seems to be ok for a teenager.

vitus the mad
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My imaginary friends were three little dragons - one red, one green and one purple. The purple one was the pest and I was always having to "clean up after it". My mum only persuaded me not to bring them shopping with us by saying that the No Dogs sign meant No Dragons as well.

Rachel
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when I was around 5 or 6 I had an imaginary elementary school class...they all had distinct personalities and went everywhere with me. (Ruby was the bad one, Penelope was the good one, Tommy and Toby were twins, Annika and Clarence were in wheelchairs, etc.) There were approximately 15 in all. I would write up lesson plans, administer severe discipline, and carry on full conversations with them in public places. I was a weird kid. Oh, and, of course, their music teacher was John Lennon. :)

Zoe
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I actually had an entire imaginary society, Project Reality. The "project" we were trying to accomplish was to create another world to live in when we got tired of Earth (read: ASAP). We had some pretty elaborate schemes, involving portals and time travel and whatnot, in hidden areas in various wooded areas.

A few of the project's members, if I remember correctly: Annie Dinny, who was my age and my best friend; Andro Gene, whom I eventually married; Jack Dodger, the six-inch-tall elf who kept the library; and Paul McCartney. I'm not sure why he got involved. I must have been an odd child.

Carol
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When i was a kid i had an imagionary friend called scamp, every time i did any thing bad, i would blame scamp. eventually my parents got so sick of it my dad told me that scamp got stood on by the Big Friendly Giant, i cried and cried and held a funeral for him... sad isn't it?

scamp mourner
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My brother used to have imaginary friends named donk and ponk. They were twin donkeys, but I don't remember which one was a boy and which was a girl. They would gaurd the house whenever we went somewhere so all four of us, (me, my brothers and sister) would shout out, "Bye Donk and Ponk," as our dad pulled out of the driveway.

I remember when I was about seven, my brother, the creator of donk and ponk, hadn't mentioned them for a while, like a couple years, we asked him what happened to them, he told us that they had tragically died bunjee jumping off of the Calgary tower without a bunjee cord.

Theresa
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My sister is legally blind. She can see the big E on the chart, but even then, it is only shadows. I always had to guide my sister around when we were in an unfamiliar place. (I still do, actually...) Anyways, I felt silly walking around holding my big sister's hand, so I made her hold Velma's hand instead. Velma used to steer my sister into gutters and trees and railings. I miss Velma...

Kady
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I went to catholic school and when I was in kindergarden our teacher told us that all children have guardian angels to protect them. Later on I fell in the playground and scraped my knee. When I went home I told my mom about what had happened and that I wanted to get a new guardian angel because mine wasn't doing his job. I obsessed about this for some time, every time I bumped into something, or fell I'd think "I need a new guardian angel!!"

Patrick
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When i was little I had 4 imaginary friends....but they married each other....the rasberry family and the marshmallow family.one day Mr.Marshmallow
was beating his wife and then was taken to jail.Later Ms.Marshmallow died from eating too much KFC.....after I got over that Mr.rasberry went to jail then comit suicide...(he did not want to pay child support).Sadly tho....the rest of them was hit tragicly by a train......see I was watching too many of my dads shows when I was little....

Still recovering.....
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When I was a child, I didn't have imaginary friends, I had imaginary pets. (I don't know why, I -had- a dog.) They were a tiny dog, cat, fish, bird, and hampster. They had their own minature classroom that sat on my desk at school, so they could learn too. (They were very tiny pets.) When we were in the car, I would toss them out the window and hang onto them with invisable leashes so they could get their exercise. I even figured the fish bowl had wheels on it. I don't remember when I stopped believing in my imaginary pets, but I really miss them. I think they're in an imaginary pet cemetary some where now.

....wish I knew what their names were....

Kat =^.^=
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I used to believe that Pippi Longstocking lived in the house across the street and that Bobby Shasto with silver buckles on his knee was really going to come back from his trip to sea and would marry me. I told people that Bobby Shasto was my boyfriend.

Dawn T.
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I used to have a cat who sort of appeared about the time my sister was born. Obviously he could talk, but he was also blessed with the natural feline talent of riding a moped. He particularly liked to wear an old fashioned leather helmet with his goggles over his ears and would follow us around. I don't think he ever made it into the house - probably because he was always covered in oil.

Anon
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When my sister and I were younger, we used to believe that we had imaginary cats called Fred and Bread (mine was Fred... Bread was my sister's). We would run around the backyard holding our 'cats'.
The strangest thing was, my sister would often 'eat' her cat, Bread. He would then regenerate... She's a little weird...

Laurel
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From the time I was 3-8 I had an imaginary friend named Gwender who lived in my upstairs toilet, along with his whole family, whom I did not have a person relationship with. It was an insult to Gwender and his family to use said toilet, so I was forced to go downstairs to use the loo. I started telling people about Gwender and my mum got worried about the mental wellbeing of her oldest child. When asked about my "imaginary" friend, I simply stated he was invisible and only I had the ability to see him. Unfortunitely, after years of friendship, Gwender was killed when my mum put one of those pucks that turn the water blue into the toilet.

Jaime
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When I was like 4 or 5 I wasnt social and I like to talk to my imaginary friends (out loud). My sister hated it and decided to tell me one day if I kept talkin to myself that I would catch this disease called "Aintlifegrand" (she said it so fast it sounded like a real diagnosis). She said that your legs would be your arms and your arms would be your legs and your eyes would fall out. then everyday you would knock on peoples door and say "AInt LIfe grand?" I was so scared and i never talked to my "friends" again.

Bluebear
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When I was a little girl, I had an imaginary place called "Cat Land" in our backyard, and when my friends and I entered the backyard we would turn into cats. Being the bossy little girl that I was, I insisted that my friends and I go to the bathroom outside, since that's what a real cat would do. My mother, who happened to notice our "cat droppings" one day, exclaimed, "That big dog is getting into our yard again and crapping behind the shed!" LOL, 15 years later and I still don't plan on telling her what that really was!

Anon
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When I was about four I had a imaginary friend. Her name was Tao. Tao told me that money was the devil. She told me to take it and hide it in the shoes in the back of my mom's closet. Needless to say after four years of doing this my parents found about $1600 in my mom's shoes.

J.D.
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