I used to have an imaginary friend who was the ghost of a sixteenth century teenager. What was funny was my real life friends knew about him, and imagined they were hanging out with him too, he became a community imaginary friend. One time I called my real friend and asked her send my imaginary friend back over to my house. Her dad decided to be mean and tell us he hit him with the car and killed him. But we didn't care because he'd been dead for centruies before her dad ran him over.
A childhood belief about imaginary friends
others believed things like this
- I thought my imaginary friend was real and he imagined me
I hope he still believes I existAnon - I used to have an imaginary friend named Mr. Nobody. He would protect me from my imaginary enemy, Bad Elmer.— Kdees
- my aunt used to have an imaginary friend who instead of having blood had 7-up in her veins.Anon
- When I was about 6 or 7, I had an imaginary friend, who left for ice-cream one night. He never returned.— His name was Jimmy
- I used to believe in my imaginary friend dooodle.
Doodle was a stickperson and was always smiling.— Samantha - My little sister's imaginary friend was Kit the talking car from that show Knight Rider.Anon