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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

Whe I was about three I used to have an imaginary friend named HaHoo.He was very scary looking and he wasn't very nice to me. He used to live in the basment and I would never want to go down there alone.When I was five my mom asked me where HaHoo was and I said that he moved away to England (my parents are from there), and later when we went to England my brothers were on a bus and as they were driving past, they were looking at a brick wall and saw written in graffiti HaHoo Lives! I can't explain it!

— Ashleigh

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