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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

I used to have an imaginary friend called Miranda, who was a mermaid. Every day, she wriggled out of the pond in the garden and hopped up to my room at 3:00 in the morning, yelling in my ear for me to get up (this was actually my alarm clock that no-one knowed how to fix)
Miranda died when the pond froze over in the winter, and she drowned.

— crazeeeeee!

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