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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

When my brother was younger he was convinced that there was a monkey who appeared on his dresser every morning and made fun of him. He used to run to my mom's room in tears ever morning and say "The monkey was mean to me again!" Now I on the other hand had an imaginary friend named Casey who used to boss me around and beat me at everything. Eventually I got sick of this and decided that Casey had exploded and was replaced by her identical twin sister Cassie who always let me win at everything. I also used to pretend that Michael Jordan was my daddy. Don't ask.

— Natasha

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