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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

When I was little, at around the tender age of seven and eight, I had an Imaginary friend named Violet. We did almost everything together, but one day she died, Trying to protect me from evil witches that lived under my bed..It was very sad. I cried for three days and I even made a pretend funeral and everything.I was one strange little girl. But now I have new Imaginary friend's, named Panda the flying hamster, and Charlie the wooden man, (who is about the size of a loaf of bread, wears a three piece tuxedo and a top hat, he is VERY polite, and likes tea and cookies). Im almost fifteen. I only have two friends in real life!

— Mitsuo

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