When my little brother was four, he had an imaginary friend named Jim. Everyday, he would run around with Jim and scream randomly because Jim was hurting him in some way. One day, my brother came home from day care, and was telling us that he got into trouble. That was all he would say. When we asked what happend, he would look at us in astonishment and repeat "I got in trouble!"
The next day, as my step mom was getting him ready for day care, she asked him if Jim was ready. He answered "he cant come back with me because i got into a fight with him yesterday." she said okay, and they left.
Later that day, he had to come home early, he was crying so hard. Once we finally calmed him down, he was able to tell us that since Jim went to day care with him eventhough he wasnt allowed to, a bear ate him. He was quite sad for a couple days, but now when we ask him about Jim, he doesnt remember him. He is now six.
A childhood belief about imaginary friends
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