I thought my imaginary friend was real and he imagined me

I hope he still believes I exist

Anon

one night after watching the movie peter pan my sister sister had told me that my shadow could come off like peter's did and it could kill me i spent the rest of my younger years trying to run from my shadow i even fainted when my sis locked me in my bedroom with my shadow

chelcei

When I was little, I had an imaginary friend named 'Steve'. Steve died when my dad sat on him at a family gathering.

Squish

I used to have an imaginary friend named Silo. He was like a troll sort of creature and I used to talk to him all the time but I was always afraid that my parents would be able to see him and send him away so I kept him quiet. I remember he used to wake me up in the night and shout at me for leaving him. then one day he just left. I cried for days and my parents didn't know why. hehe.

Emmy

When I was around 5 or 6 I invented myself an imaginary wife named Sonja, and I told everyone about here and had a whole pretend life with her. At that age, I only knew one phone number besides my own (that wasn't an emergancy number), that played a recording of the local weather forcast. I'd call it and have made up conversations with her. I think the imaginary marriage lasted a couple of years before I abandoned the fantasy.

Jerry Jeff Nathaniel

I used to believe when I was about 3 or 4 in 1950, that there were a population of tiny people made of paper called "The Saturdays". They were triangular shaped and lived on a night-shift basis. When they went to bed at dawn, they would hang themselves up on the nails in a vertically stored "Bagatelle Board" kept in a cupboard under the stairs.

I don't think the bagatelle board was ever in use and we never went into that cupboard by day as it was dark and there were Saturdays in there asleep.

My parents told me I really did believe they lived in there and came out when I was asleep.

Jeremy Prior

When I was about 10 and my little sister was four, we went on a family camping trip to France one summer. One day, I found Katie, my sister, starring at a tree a little way away from our tent. She told me that was were Boris, the cheetah, lived. Boris was a french cheetah, who was pink (with pink spots), and, coincidentaly, loved all the food which Katie hated (nameably, everything healthy.). Boris came home with us, and for about the next year and a half, whenever my Mum said 'Katie, eat your vegetables.', she always answered, 'But then Boris will starve!'

To this day, we don't know if Boris was an honest figment of my little sister's imagination, or a clever ploy to guilt my parents into giving her more biscuits.

Ruby

When I was little (but considered too old for an imaginary friend) I saw Harvey (an old classic movie) and saw that this 30 year old man had an imaginary friend and he was his BEST FRIEND! What a deal, I thought. So, I adopted Harvey. I don't know how, he just appeared to me. I was in 4th grade at the time and he was my best friend. We use to play dress up, but to everyone else I was just a crazy little girl in the supermarket dressed up like Cinderella (he was the beast). I'd even do my homework with Harvey. He was my best friend. He read me "The Catcher in the Rye." I'm still convinced he was real, because I myself have never read The Catcher in the Rye, but I know the WHOLE story.. Fishy!

Anon

I had 3 imaginary friends, Olo, Peth, and Ancy. One was a girl. One was a boy. One was half and half. That had to have troubled the parentals.

Toot

Until I was 10 I had lots of imaginary friends. Most of them were very weird, like Sam the warthog, Mathmouse, and a purple cat that didn't have a name. I also had different ones at different places, like the purple cat only came in the restroom at the K-C Hall and Mathmouse only came at Lowes and at school. I never told anyone about my imaginary friends, even though most of my friends had imaginary friends too, because they were all so strange!(I didn't list all of them, but I had about 20 in all!) My strangest one may have been a wolf, which turned into a rabid wolf when we were in the car and a werewolf(It didn't look very different from the rabid wolf but to me it was differnt) whenever we were away from home(and not in the car) The werewolf's first appearance was the death of the purple cat because the werewolf chased the cat into a bathroom stall and messily devoured it.
I think the only reason I didn't have all these imaginary friends longer then I did was because in the end they had a war. None of them survived so I decided to not make any more.

WolfyGirl

I used to believe that there were keepers of the night. I had a very active imagination, and thought that they did things like... have spray cans full of dust & lightly spray it over everything.... spray the lawn down with little water bottles to make dew. This didn't scare me at all, mind you, it felt like the right order of things.

Amberjane

Being an only kid, I used to have a few imaginary friends. When I was 2, I used to have an imaginary friend named Beano (long before the popular gas relief medicene of the same name premiered) I used to tell ppl he was invisible to everyone except me because he saw me from his invisable world and wanted to be my best friend, so he made himself visable just to me. When I was around 7 I had one named Courtney, named after Barbie's little sister's best friend, and she looked exactly like her. She and i would pretend to be everything from angels to witches. And if someone I saw on the news had died, we would go to heaven and see them, and make them our friend, and visit everyone in heaven, like God,Mary, Joseph, etc... and our family members who had died. I also imagined I had 7 little brothers and sisters, and used look through catalogs to pick out beds and clothes that they could have. I probably needed medication.

Lady_NY

When I was little I had an imaginary friend. I was convinced that he was real... and that he had no arms and no legs. I would try to convince other people that he was real. When I told my babysitter I was sent to a psychiatrist.

Anon

When my sister was about 7 she used to have an imaginary friend. She used to take her everywhere and she was most upset when one day while visiting our grandparents, my nan sat on her and killed her! She still won't sit in that chair to this day and that incident happened 13 years ago!

Tinkerbell16

I had a whole crowd of imaginary friends, mostly nameless apart from sisters Sally and Sallid. I remember sitting on the top of some ladders as their queen while they all bowed to me - funnily I haven't turned out to be particularly despotic. And my mum had to wait for them all to get in the car whenever we went anywhere, she'd stand there holding the door open for them all.

Charlytune

I had an imaginary friend who was actually my reflection. She looked just like me, of course, but her name was "Jealous" because she was imprisioned behind the mirror. I thought that if I broke the mirror she would be freed and would take her revenge, and that was why it was bad luck to break a mirror.

Jana

I used to have an imaginary friend called Deee [or Dean, maybe?] who I'd play with all the time. We used to be chased by men wearing bowler hats made entirly of shadows!?! Scary!

Martin

My imagianry friend's name was Arbee, not sure if that's spelt right, I was around 3 the first time he appearing. I shared a room with my sister who was approx 1 and 1/2 years older than me and Arbee lived in a hole in our bedroom wall, on my sisters side of the room. She never saw him but he was there for me till I was almost 7. I reember explaining his absence to my family by telling them he had decided to move overseas but had sent me a postcard to tell me he was doing ok.

Bella

When I was little, I had an imaginary friend that lived in the woods beside my house. He was an old man with a long beard and all white hair. He was really sweet but he had a whole lot of snakes so I called him the snake man. I can't remember when I stopped going into the woods to see him, but I can say still to this day that I remember exactly what he looks like. Just like you remember people you really meet.

cole

When I was very little, I so wanted a puppy, but my parents would never let me have one. So, in my desperation to have some sort of pet, I made up a little scruffy white Highland Terrier, called Toto. Toto sat on the sofa with me to watch television, he slept on my bed at night, and he even had a special bowl filled with water in the kitchen (that my parents insisted they, and my mean older brother would never kick over) I guess sometimes I was just plain lonely, having all my brothers friends living close by, while all mine lived in the bigger, posher houses further from the local primary school. Toto has now become a valued family heirloom-because I've now 'passed him on' to my littlest cousin, who is only five. She adores Toto, and even though her parents say he's not real, the rest of us cousins know he's merely invisible...

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