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.
A childhood belief about imaginary friends
others believed things like this
- When I was about 6 or 7, I had an imaginary friend, who left for ice-cream one night. He never returned.— His name was Jimmy
- I used to have an imaginary friend named Mr. Nobody. He would protect me from my imaginary enemy, Bad Elmer.— Kdees
- I used to believe that there where little mice the the street lights that turned them on and off.Anon
- I used to think all mice were white and those whom had other coloring were just painted— Feral
- I used to believe cats ate dogs and mice ate elephants— lucien
- I use to believe that there were mice in the stoplights controlling when they would change colors.— Krystal M.