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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

I used to have an imaginary friend called Casper who lived in my elbow. I used to talk to him, and feed him, because he couldn't pick up the spoon himself.

Apparently, I even told my school teachers about him! None of my friends can remember him, but my mother loves to remind me of him for some reason. she just randomly starts talking abiut him!

I know I'm a bit old for this, but I currently have one. (I have had him since I was five) He never used to talk until recently, when he told me that his name was John. He seems so real, but I'm sure that he's not...or is he? *cue eerie music*

Anon

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