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My and my sister found a small grey piece of plastic in our hen house once. We thought this piece of rubbish was alive and a man - we named him 'grey blob'. We checked on him at least once a day to make sure he was ok.
When I was in fourth grade, I was reading a series of books called Animorphs. I was obsessed with them at the time, and one of my friends had started to read them too. She didn't know about them as much as me, since she had just begun, and I (of course) was an expert... soon we knew most things there were to know about them, and started making up that the characters in the book, which have the power to withdraw DNA from another living creature and become it, wanted to be our friends. It started out small, that we had seen them sneaking around looking "suspicious" and kind of watching us... then we talked to them.. and it progressed that they wanted us to become part of the group. Then we had the powers (we had totally convinced ourselves that it was real by then and that we had the powers) that they had, then stronger, then we were the most powerful beings in the universe, and we had to keep it secret. we were aliens, and we had our code because evil aliens called the "yeerks" were always after them... it went on for a couple of years.. then I was away for a year, and when i came back we had forgotten about it and didn't talk about it. Really funny to think of now.
I used to have an imaginary friend who went everywhere with me. We had just moved and my mom was talking to a new neighbor, and I came running up to her crying because my imaginary friend was stuck in the fence and couldn't get out. I made her come to the fence and pull my imaginary friend off.
Another time, we were in a store and we went to the checkout. After we left and were walking home, I started crying and screaming. My imaginary friend was still at the checkout sitting by the cash register. My mom had to go back into the store, lift my imaginary friend off the counter, and walk out of the store with it.
From when i was about 3 to the age of 8 i had three imaginary friends. They werent people though. one was a little blue and purple fuzzy thing that was named Zookie. The other one was the body of a cheeta and the head of a guy, i cant remember its name. and the last one was a woman/horse thing.. the body of a white horse, and it had the upper body of a woman... i dont know what the hell my parents were feeding me back then.. lol
i used to believe that when you erased anything you drew in pensil with an eraser, it would be in the pencil forever.
i thought that if you broke the pencil in half, the drawing would come to life! so everytime i had a pencil i would draw a person, erase it really good, and break the pencil in half.
i never saw anyone climb out of my broken pencils so i figured that they must be invisible for the first few hours. imagine a kid in the back of the class talking to her broken pencil and yelling at it and having a conversation with it...yes i was a strange child
when me and my friend where in the 1st grade we were playing in the dirt and mulch behind the swings.we found this squashed raisin and pernounced it dead,but then we imagined its ghost popped up,and ran away,it was evil though.we called it haunted raisin.finally a few recesses later we caught haunted raisin,trained him to be nice and he was our best friend.the collection continued! we then imagined some of his family,haunted blueberry,haunted acorn,haunted grape,haunted cattipiller,and haunted m&m.we even brought old barbie props to recess and played with our friends.we even had haunted family book covers we created.haunted raisin would go everywhere with us and he would have sleepovers with us.he lived in the telephone pole at the playgroud.We stopped playing haunted rasin when we where in the 5th grade!!!
I never had a make believe friend but my sister used to tell me I DID but he left cause I was really BORING.
This is my little brother's belief:
He used to tell us that he had a secret other family that he went to at night. His father was Pete, a fat man with a mustache and a bowler cap. His mother was Chip, a lady who always wore her hair in a ponytail. Then there was his sister, Flower, and his baby brother, Chuck. When he was bored with them, he would give us the news that they had all died in a freak submarine accident. Two weeks later, he would report that they had been found among the wreckage without injuries, and that they were alive and kicking. When I inquired how he could have two families, he proposed that he had been born by two mothers. Half of him had been born from my Mom, and the other half was from Chip.
Yeah...he was weird, all right.
When I was younger I was afraid of the monster in my closet. My Mom told me to be brave, so one night I decided to make friends with this ferocious monster. It turned out that it was a baby monster named 'Little Monster', and it turns out he was just lost, and he was stuck in my closet. We became friends and went everywhere together. We would always go on adventures to find his parents, and then one day we found them, and I never saw Little Monster again.
When I was little, I only had one older brother so I made up three imaginary sisters for me to play with. I named them all after things that I liked: Catherine (my friend), Book (I loved to read)......and Nosepick (self-explanatory). I told EVERYONE about them. After I stood up in Sunday School and explained about them, my parents told me that the third one should not exist anymore.
When I was young I had an imaginary friend named Fred who was a goldfish that was put under a spell and was forced to walt around the earth on his tail because he had eaten to much fish food.
I remember a few imaginary friends growing up:
From about 6-7 I believed my name was Kelly and I had a host of older brothers (actually I was the oldest with a younger brother and sister). Some of them I remember were named Kevin and Ken. I can't remember how many of them there were but I do remember we worked in the circus as an acrobat act.
Later in middle school (about age 12-13) I had several animal friends, mostly a big Golden Retriever named Brownie and two squirrels named Chip and Dale. There may have been others; I remember a cat and a bird but I don't remember their names.
In high school I pretended (to myself) that I had a daughter named Faith at age 16 on my birthday. I imagined caring for her and reading about her stages. Even now at 29 I think about Faith and how now she would be 13!
My brother believed there was a family that lived in the sponge in our bathroom called the Smiffs and they all had upturned, piggie noses.
I used to have an imaginary friend named Mr. Nobody. He would protect me from my imaginary enemy, Bad Elmer.
I had two imaginary friends when i was young. They were named On and Off. On was good, but Off was a vandal. One time when i heard sirens out in the street, i told my mother that Off had pulled the fire alarm in a building as a prank.
When I was a kid, I loved Japanese monster movies and watched them every Saturday afternoon. There was also a cool series called "Johnny Sokko and His Flying Robot" that was my absolute FAVORITE show...it was the early 1970s equivalent of the Power Rangers, with silly plots, bad dialog, and people in rubber monster suits, but I adored it!
Anyway, I used to pretend that I was the robot, or sometimes I would be Johnny (yes, even though he was a boy and I'm a girl!), and I even had a cheap, plastic watch that I used to "talk" to my robot! Hey, what kid *wouldn't* want a giant robot pal that flies and shoots missiles from his fingertips? ^_^ I'm 41 years old now, but I kinda miss him sometimes.
As a child, my family traveled around the country a lot. I would look out the window and imagine someone (sometimes it was a man, and sometimes it was my imaginary friend Bridget) running alongside our car on the edge of the road, playing as if the ground was lava. The person would jump from light posts to trees and walk across telephone wires like a circus performer--all the while keeping up with the car. Sometimes, if there wasn't anything for him to stand on, he'd ride on top of our car for a while. When I'm on long or boring car trips, I still imagine this sometimes.
I don't know if this techincally falls under the imaginary friend category, but I supose it will do. When my brother (4 years), sister (5 years), and I (6 years) were little we didn't have imaginary friends. We had imaginary enemies. Their names were Mean Fat Barney and Sally Breaka. They used to always cheat at games and sports. They would also mess up our rooms and throw our toys all over. We would get mad at them tell them to stop but then they would fight us. So we would beat them up and they would go away until another day. Our mom didn't believe that our imaginary ememies were messing up our rooms though, we still had to clean them.
when me and my little sister were about 4 and 5, she had an imaginary friend named "rosie". i was so jealous, bcuz i thought she actually had an invisable friend that only she could see. so one time we were on vacation at a house on a lake. i was outside by the lake and when she came outside i told her i had pushed rosie in the lake. she started crying and my mom made me go out in the lake and find rosie. i must say it took me a long time...
I had a whole host of imaginary friends as a child - mostly TV characters, often from Neighbours. I also had an imaginary dog (the golden labrador Bouncer from the Oz soap opera "Neighbours") who I would walk when my grandparents were taking me somewhere.
The embarrassment they suffered when I used to hang back and announce that we had to wait because Bouncer was peeing.
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