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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

When i was little, i was always thought i had 2 b cute and shy for people to like me, but no-one ever talked to me. So i drew a potatoe man under the kitchen table. he was my best friend. It took me forever to realise he wasnt real, though i have a clear memory of him sitting on my bed with me playing barbies and going for a walk. Then one day he never came back.

— Mrs Potatoe head (Hannah)

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