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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

Whe i was about two or three i began to get visits from a little boy called Kim. My mum had to leave to car door open for him to get in and all stuff like that. I was an only child. I saw him and spoke to him and to this day i do believe that i didnt just make him up in my head. I believe he was there. I had never met him before and i didnt sit down and make him up he just appeared. I was nice though he was never nasty or anything. Then one day i reamember him being there in my bedroom and talking to him and that was the last time i saw him.

— I Am Not Mad!!

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