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When i was about 5 i thought my soccer team lived in my stomach. When no one was around, I would talk to them. There was one boy on it that i had a crush on, and I thought we were secretly growing closer whenever i talked to him. Sad, eh?

Gina
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My son had three imaginary friends at age three. One day at lunch, she held out his arm and wiggled his head. He said " look mama, a little elephant, then he did it again, and said " well, lookit there, it's a little mouse, and again, "I be darn, anoder little mouse, but he's grey.
The mice were with us for a few years, and went everywhere with us. Peter was the grey mouse, and he would fly outside the car we we drove, he'd even role down the window to let him in. Once he let his grandpa keep Peter in his pocket, while my son kept the brown mouse in his. Then when they had sit down to order, my son said, Where's Peter Pop? His grandfather answered, He's still in my pocket. Then my son, in his usually load voice said: "Well Papa, Why don't you take your Peter out of your pocket and put it on the table" His papa couldn't stop laughing, neither could the waitress.

BB
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I had many imaginary friends when I was little...at first, they were just some dog pets nobody could see except me... then I started to believe I was a Pokemon trainer...
I only had one human imaginary friend, it was girl a little bit older than me, very pretty, with blond hair and blue eyes, but I can't remember her name...
Imaginary friends I can most remember were made-up creatures called Emoties. They had long ears and big, cute eyes, each one represented one emotion, such as love, hope, sadness, faith...They were white, but their paws and ears were different colors, depending on which emotion they represented. They were cool. : ))

larchee
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When I was in the fifth grade I had a imaginary friend named Randy. I based whatever was happening in his life off what was going on in the episodes of my favorite tv show. I based him on 2 of the male characters. Whenever he got a girlfriend I would cry and cry because I had a secret crush on my secret imagniary friend. My mom would ask what was wrong and I would tell her that Randy didn't like me and liked some other girl instead. I let her think he was a boy at school. She told me he wasn't worth it. When she started asking me more questions about him since I cried about him often (who's class was he in, did we play together at recess) I told her he moved. I was always really embaressed about him but he didn't 'go away' till I was in middle school and got a crush on a real guy at my school and didn't watch that dumb show anymore!

embaressed over this
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When I was little(about 5), I had a boy imaginary friend and a girl imanginary friend.I loved the girl(Loretta) one and the boy one(jeff) was my friend.One day jeff and loretta got married and did not invite me.I was mad and asked my older sister (she was 12 at the time) to kill jeff.So her friends came bye in a cardboard box car and did a make believe drive by.After Jeff was shot down I married Loretta but after 1 year of happy marige my sister and her friends did a make believe drive
bye on her.....which broke my heart.
I hated her for 5 months before i got some real friends and forgot about it.

Brian
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Ever since I can remember, I would pretend I'm someone else and make up friends for this person. I've been an actress, dancer, twin, quintuplet, druggie, bording school student, ect. I still do this, not in public obviously, and I'm 16!

Anon
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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...

Freezair
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when I was about ten I used to believe that I had a little girl that lived in my nose named maraih that controlled my thoughts and body functions

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I had two imagniary friends. Carol and Jacko. Jacko looked like the Fonz (from the TV show Happy Days) and was my best friend. He hung around for a while then one day he broke his arm and died.

Carol had split personality disorder. There was "good" Carol and "bad" Carol. Bad Carol made me cut ALL my hair off when I was about 4. I looked like a little boy...was my dad HOT!
I remember crying and telling my mom that "bad Carol made me do it!!"

T T
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I used to believe that the smurfs were real. There was this huge cluster of Pine trees by our house when we were little. Tons of mushrooms would grow under there.
My sister would say "I just saw a smurf!" and I would scurry under the pine trees to find it!! :D

Julia Meachum
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When I was three I would bring two imaginary mice to the dinner table with me every night. I have no idea what had gotten into me.

Allison
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When I was in first grade, all my friends made up imaginary friends. I thought everybody had an imaginary friend and they were invisible and only the person whose friend they were could see them. I spent all day in the bathroom crying because I thought God had forgotten to give me an imaginary friend.

Waaahhh---I STILL don't have one!
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I used to believe that there were two evil people in my house who continually planted bombs to blow up my home. They would peek at me when I took a shower. If I washed in a particular fashion (e.g. shampoo, face, feet, left arm, stomach, shampoo again, etc.) the bomb would be diffused and I would spoil their plan once again. If I thought I did it wrong, I would stay in the shower extra long to redu the process until I got it right. The order would change everyday (except for special days when they would try to fool me and do the same order twice in a row). One of the guys was short, bozoo bald, and chubby, the other was a little dumber and taller and skinnier.

james
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I was the baby in my family and my siblings were all much older. I had an imaginary friend named Pukka. Pukka and I played together every single day and he kept me from being lonely. Pukka also went with us everywhere and I would sometimes say (as in throw a fit) that we "forgot" him in the house as we were leaving and we had to go back and get him. My family always indulged me and this went on for years. I am now 44 and lo and behold I am getting mail from Pukka. It appears he is a world wide traveler who has been "friends" with many small chidren who needed him through the years. (I suspect my older brother is up to this, but who knows? Maybe my "imaginary" friend was more real than I thought!)

Lisa
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When I was little I had an imaginary friend named Raki.He was a guy who wore all black and had black dragon wings.He and I would play for HOURS!Pretending to fight each other and he would give me powers!One day he had to go to war with evil mole men.

Anon
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hehe! when i was in first grade, i used to take the bus to school. anyway, i was waiting in my driveway (before we got it paved) and i saw a mud puddle. i decided that he would be my friend and i named him Sandor (lol, dont ask). i would talk to him while i waited for the bus. hehe! the bus driver thought i was crazy.

i was pretty sad the day Sandor "died" and we got our driveway paved ;(... lol, i was weird ^_^

xoxo, R.I.P Sandor!
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My little sister used to have an imaginary friend called Jason Emmiel. She never got to meet him, but she used to talk to him on the phone (dunno what she heard?) and send him faxes by putting notes under the phone.

Mat
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This wasn't mine, this was my sister's. She used to think that I was really a cat named Beyonickle and that I was her cat/human daughter (she's two years younger than me). I hated this game a whole lot, and would only play it because she would feed me "treats", usually Cheetos. I'd make a weird "ahh ahh!" noise and she'd say "Oh Nickle! Are you hungry?" and give me Cheetos. Once they were all gone, I'd say I was tired of playing.

Needless to say, we don't do that anymore.

The one with a weird sister
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I had a few imaginary friend as a kid.
The first that I can remember was Hobbes. My dad read Calvin and Hobbes a lot, and I did too, so I got a lot of ideas. After a while I got tired of him so shoved him into the paper shredder.
I also had a friend named Emily. My mom told me she liked the name, so I made her the sister I never had. I can never remember what happened to her, but I think I ditched her for Lindsay Lohan (or Halley) after seeing the Parent Trap.
The last one is Carrie. When I was in like fourth grade, I watched Carrie at a sleepover. I wasn't afraid of it, but intrigued by it. I pretended she hadn't died, and instead I made her my friend. She talked to me whenever Chris Hargensen would give her crap. Then I had to accept the fact that she did die. Live on, Carrie. You were always my favorite.

Carrie's friend
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I used to have an imaginary friend who would only come out after it rained, i would imaging a puddle would turn in to blob with a smileyface. His name was puddle man, and we would go swimming in my pool and wade in puddles all day. My mother asked me what i was doing and i said " Not now mom i have to catch up to puddleman!!!" Wow i was weird lol

[Enter Clever Name Here]
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