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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

When I was very little, I so wanted a puppy, but my parents would never let me have one. So, in my desperation to have some sort of pet, I made up a little scruffy white Highland Terrier, called Toto. Toto sat on the sofa with me to watch television, he slept on my bed at night, and he even had a special bowl filled with water in the kitchen (that my parents insisted they, and my mean older brother would never kick over) I guess sometimes I was just plain lonely, having all my brothers friends living close by, while all mine lived in the bigger, posher houses further from the local primary school. Toto has now become a valued family heirloom-because I've now 'passed him on' to my littlest cousin, who is only five. She adores Toto, and even though her parents say he's not real, the rest of us cousins know he's merely invisible...

— Manga Artist

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