When I was really young, 3 to 5, I had two imaginary pets. Their names were Dingo and Ginga-winga and they were bullfrogs who lived under the fourth steps of my deck's stairs. I used to crouch on the third step and watch them and listen to their conversations. Occassionally I'd throw bread down there for them. My clearest memory of them was them sitting around facing each other, just hanging out and discussing life.

tony baloney

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

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

I had an imaginary friend named Scarlett Sheffield. She was British, with long blonde hair, long bangs, and plump red lips. She was always in haute couture and would often tell me what to wear. Sometimes, even now at age 13, when I am getting dressed I still hear her voice in my head saying, "That doesn't match..."

Kat needs fashion advice

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

on saint patty's day back in 1st grade my teacher brought in a jar filled with leaves and said her friend from ireland sent it to her and there was a leprechaun in it. everyone wanted a chance to see the jar and they all said "i saw a hand!" or "i saw a foot!" of course they were lying but at the time i believed them. when it was my chance i went to see it and i didnt see a hand or foot or any trace of the leprechaun. i was so upset that that afternoon when i went home i cried because i thought the leprechaun hated me.

Anon

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

I used to pretent I was deep in the jungle of Africa doing a study on lions. My only contact with the outside world was through letters, which I typed on my type writter. I documented trapping, taming and becoming very close with these pretend lions. Eventually they turned on me and my last letter to the outside world, which I still have, pleads for my colluges to find my remains and revenge my death by killing the lions.

Pearlybuttons

You know those little fuzzy pompom things used for arts and crafts? I used to talk to them. I was also quite convinced they produced pudding...

Anon

My mother told me that when I was three or four I used to believe I had babies.

Let me explain. I had a dozen babies and apparently I could make them jump in and out of my stomach when they needed to hide or I was going somewhere.
My mother said she went to sit down beside me one day and I yelled, "NO! You'll crush my babies." I then proceeded to call them all by name and wouldn't let her sit down until they had all jumped in.
I have no recollection of this but...Wow!

Lisa

When I was younger, maybe about 5-6, I had two Imaginary friends named Littlee Fella and Micos. They lived under the bottom step of my staircase for a long time. I imagined that it looked like Mexico under there. Then, they moved into a hole in the wall of my bedroom. I used to pretend I could see inside and it was a dark room with a couch and TV. Once in awhile, you could hear Little Fella's mom yelling at him from another room.

Ashley

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

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...

Manga Artist

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 in 3rd grade I had a friend named Cory. We both had imaginary friends. His was named Gregory and mine was named Sasha. At one point, "Gregory and Sasha" were going out. Then, "Sasha dumped Gregory". Funny, I remember Cory being the one who cried.

Raisa