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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.
At age 5 - 8 I had animaginary friend called Frank. He was only ever called upon when I was playing solitary games - such as trying to hit a ball against a wall 20 times without it hitting the ground.
Frank and me would have competitions like best of 3, but if I was losing I would change the rules to say best of 5. I would keep on changing the rules until such time as I was the winner.
When I was little I had an immaginary friend named Brian. He was a foot tall and on the bus to school we would drink tea and eat crumpets(even tho I didn't know what they were) and he would wear assorted fancy hats.
Most kids I know of have imaginary friends who were human, or maybe a duck or something, but it's very rare to me that I come across someone with an imaginary friend as strange as mine.
You see, when I was very young--so young that I don't remember creating him--I came up with an imaginary friend of my own...
His name was George and he was a Werewolf. I have no clue where I came up with the idea of him, but he truly was my best friend for a while. I even have a little story I wrote about him and I in a journal of mine complete with a picture that simply re-enforced the memory I still have of him which is of a tall guy (no clue how old I thought he was) with brown tattered pants and brown hair with long sideburns and a prickly un-shaven face with hairy arms too.
After a while, I realized that George would be leaving me soon so I created a family of siblings and cousins for him to go with--including a young cousin named Jack who repetedly would fall through the ceiling.
Eventually George left me but of course I remember him...still I try and figure out where such a young kid would think up something like a werewolf though.
When I was around 5, I had two imaginary friends named Fred and Tornado. Fred bore a striking similarity to the monster in Monster's Inc. that got a sock stuck to him, and Tornado was a constantly spinning, talking tornado the color of my portals. Mostly turquoise with some red.
They could shrink because I felt bad that Fred had no place to sleep and offered him the under of my bed, because that's where monsters were supposed to sleep. But since i didn't really have an "under," he had to be able to shrink.
I met Tornado's family once. He had a dad named Hurricane, a mom named Gail(like gail force winds), and a little sister named Breeze.
I always thought my invisible friend was more intelligent than I was but his solutions to problems were nearly always wrong.
When I was little I had an imaginary pet goat named Andrew. He changed colors between blue and purple. If he (or I guess I) didn't like someone he would bite them.
When I was about 4 I had an invisible friend, Oscar, who was my "invisible pet octopus". Oscar would tell me what I should eat or whether or not I should do things - "No, Oscar says that I shouldn't eat those vegetables" or "Oscar said I don't have to go to bed now". I was an only child so it was nice to have this friend. My mother says she wasn't overly fond of Oscar, and I don't know why I decided upon an octopus.
I did try for a bit in kindergarten to convince people that this big tall blow up doll I had (NO!! Not that kinda blow up doll!) was my sister, who was very quiet except for a squeak when she was bent. I always wanted siblings, I guess.
When I was around 4th grade, I made up a little cat named Diana. She sat on my head all day long. One of my friends in the gifted program that I saw once a week had an imaginary dog that followed him everywhere. Everytime I saw this guy I would grab Diana off of my head and protect her because his imaginary dog would come up and eat her. This happened a couple of times. I got mad at him and I would kick his imaginary dog and stroke my dear Diana. o_o;
A friend of mine used to have an invisible friend. the invisible friend was a lizard, called Lizzie. Lizzie went everywhere with my friend. then one day, as my friend was on the bus (Lizzie running alongside the bus in the road because she had no bus fare), and Lizzie the Lizard was run over by a mini. My friend has had a severe vendetta against minis ever since. tee hee.
When I was 3, my family moved cross-country from DC to California. Coincidently, my imaginary friends, Gagar and Ass moved with us as well! Gagar and Ass lived in the air conditioning vents in my bedroom, and we would have long conversations each night. At some point, Gagar and Ass had to leave, and they told me they were going on a long trip, never to return. Ahhh, but they were wrong! They have returned, 40 years later, in my neice's life: she is 3 years old and her imaginary friends are "Gaga" and "Magently!" Cool, eh?
When my sister was little she had an imagery friend called Roger n she used to sit in her room for hours talking to him n playing schools n stuff like that. My mum always thought she was wierd n kept trying to tell her he wasnt real but she wouldnt have any of it n continued to play with him. Eventually he left, he moved to America i think, n my mum was really happy that shed grown out of it. When my sister was 6 she came home from school n told everyone that Roger had started school and was coming for tea, my mum was horrified n kept saying he wasnt real. But it turned out Roger was actually the name of a boy who had just moved to my sisters school and he did come round for tea.
When I was in primary school the whole school had to sit in the main hall on the ground and listen to boring assembleys. So I used to sit cross legged and have thrilling imaginary conversations with my shoes. They were shiny and the light reflected off them making face like shapes. I would make the faces move their mouths and talk by wiglling my toes. I actually believed that they were real people who had come in the form of light reflections to entertain me.
i used to have an imaginary friend called Alibino...i told everyone he was really fat and couldn't fit in any of the rooms in our house. I think i thought he was my boyfriend...
My favorite animal is the tiger. When I was younger (kindergarden-3rd grade), I had a family of imaginary Bengal tiger friends. They all had names and a unique personality. My favorite was a female named Tiger who could kill anybody and run faster than a cheetah. My teacher was concerned about my playing alone during recess and asked me if I was ok. I told her yes, I was just playing with my tiger family. You can imagine the look I got.
I beileved thst Mary-Kate and Ashley (Olsen) were my imaginary friends. They would follow me around whenever I wanted them too. Sometimes I would get mad at them I would "kill them" by pushing them off buildings. They I would call the adoption agency where I got them and have them photocopy 'imaginary twin sisters" again for me.
I used to believe that my television set was inhabited by a strange creature called Ginger. Ginger resembled an anteater, except he was covered in feathers. He was bright blue with orange stripes. He liked to come out of the TV at night, when I was sleeping. His favorite hobby was moving around my things, and I always blamed him when my hairbrush went missing. (He loved that hairbrush--I would ALWAYS blame him whenever I couldn't find it, which was most mornings.)
One night, when my friend Ashley was sleeping over, we devised a plan to capture Ginger and put a stop to his antics for good. It involved a peanut butter sandwich, a drawing of some grapes, and an old fruit crate... We never did catch him, but my parents wondered what the heck I'd tied to my window rod...
I always wanted an imaginary friend, but I never actually had one, so I would walk around pretending to talk to my imaginary friend, but I couldn't really see one!
I used to believe that my imaginary pals lived in two places and I would talk to them when I visited. My friends were called The Shaggy People, purely because they had very long fur! They were green, red, blue and yellow and looked a bit like Muppets. Except all you could see of them was their long fur, eyes and feet. They lived in the school toilets on the wall there and also in the waiting shelter on the platform of Brough Railway Station.When I was on a train going through Brough they would line up on the platform to greet me.
I used to have an imaginary friend as a kid called Mick and I used to shout at my parents not to stand on him (cos they almost did all the time) cos he was only about a foot tall and he used to tell me to pick rubbish up in the street to keep him alive. I stopped doing it and he disaapeared over time :( goes to show its all psychological
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