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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

When I was about 10 and my little sister was four, we went on a family camping trip to France one summer. One day, I found Katie, my sister, starring at a tree a little way away from our tent. She told me that was were Boris, the cheetah, lived. Boris was a french cheetah, who was pink (with pink spots), and, coincidentaly, loved all the food which Katie hated (nameably, everything healthy.). Boris came home with us, and for about the next year and a half, whenever my Mum said 'Katie, eat your vegetables.', she always answered, 'But then Boris will starve!'

To this day, we don't know if Boris was an honest figment of my little sister's imagination, or a clever ploy to guilt my parents into giving her more biscuits.

— Ruby

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