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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

When I was little, like 4 or 5, I had an imaninary friend named Jemma. I also have a real life sister named Emma... so things sometimes got confusing. One day, my dad sat down at the table and I started to cry because he had just squished Jemma, but he miss heard me and jumped up and yelled, thinking he had sat on my sister. OH well.. I still have Emma, but sometimes Jemma might be better.

Anon

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