When I was about six years old, I had an imaginary friend. She wasn't like most imaginary friends, mind you. I remember her well. She was a vicious dinosaur (She was nice to me, of course.) . I thought that if anyone did anything bad to me, she would become real somehow and attack the person. I told a person that she was right beside me and ready to attack them.
A childhood belief about imaginary friends
others believed things like this
- I used to have an imaginary friend named Mr. Nobody. He would protect me from my imaginary enemy, Bad Elmer.— Kdees
- I thought my imaginary friend was real and he imagined me
I hope he still believes I existAnon - I thought you always die if you A. get cancer or B. have a heart attack— Nate
- my aunt used to have an imaginary friend who instead of having blood had 7-up in her veins.Anon
- When I was about 6 or 7, I had an imaginary friend, who left for ice-cream one night. He never returned.— His name was Jimmy
- I used to believe in my imaginary friend dooodle.
Doodle was a stickperson and was always smiling.— Samantha