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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

When I was about 5 or 6 I had a semi-imaginary friend. My bathroom was painted with a feather duster (twisted it in circles so it wasn't completly painting just swirls of colors) One part of the wall that you faced when you sat on the toliet the paint made the shape of what I saw a Snousher dog. And I remember sitting on the toliet talking to that dog that lived in the bathroom. I remember one time very well , when my mom kept knocking on the door asking who I was talking to and why I was taking so long because we had to leave. I told her I was talking to the dog, she must of thought I was crazy considering we didn't have a dog. I was so sad cause I had to leave my bathroom friend to go run errands with my mom.


Also in our other bathroom it was also feather painted, in the bathtub up above where the plastic stops and its the wall was painted and I found that the paint formed a horse head so, I had a friend on the toliet in one bathroom and a friend in the shower in the other bathroom... hehe

— Anony

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