As a child I had an imaginary friend by the name of Mr. Booble. I always thought it was strange that he was an adult, rather than another child for me to play with. But there he was. We would play cards together, create art projects, build tents, and talk. He would tell me about his world (Booble-Land) and I would tell him about mine. The best part was that I was never bad or wrong where Mr. Booble was concerned. My ideas were always inspired. My plans always delightful. I was an innocent and special to him. And I believe I was loved. Ahhh...if only to have a friend like that as an adult.
A childhood belief about imaginary friends
others believed things like this
- When I was a child, I used to believe that Catalonia was the unique part of land of the world.Anon
- When I was a child, I thought that grown-ups were adult.— Gloria
- I used to believe that killer bees would take over the world by the time I was an adult.— Kristy O.
- I used to think that adult kangaroos were called Kangas and that child kangaroos were called Roos. Anon
- My friend's sister believed the lyrics to Gazza's "Fog on the Tyne" were "Fog on the dinasaurs mine all mine"— Suzanne
- I used to have an imaginary friend named Mr. Nobody. He would protect me from my imaginary enemy, Bad Elmer.— Kdees