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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

I used to have an imaginary friend named Marcho, he was a little boy that always wore a long sleeved red and white stripped shirt with blue overalls. Marcho and I used to have races and play competative games in my front yard, he would always loose. But he wasnt a sore loser, infact i think that he let me win half the time, but good for him. Hopefully now Marcho is with another little girl racing in the front yard.

— Lindsey

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