When I was really young, 3 to 5, I had two imaginary pets. Their names were Dingo and Ginga-winga and they were bullfrogs who lived under the fourth steps of my deck's stairs. I used to crouch on the third step and watch them and listen to their conversations. Occassionally I'd throw bread down there for them. My clearest memory of them was them sitting around facing each other, just hanging out and discussing life.
A childhood belief about imaginary friends
others believed things like this
- I used to believe I could fly.
All I had todo was step of a flight of stairs and I'd be walking in the air...— Dolly - I used to think that little bakers lived in the toaster who baked the bread and pushed it back up.— Karen K
- When I was very young, I believed that my parents actual names were "mum" and "dad". — Margo
- I thought I would fall through the cracks in my grandmother's deck.— Hannah
- I used to think that teenagers had really interesting conversations.— Nathan
- "Better than sliced bread"
I used to believe 'Sliced Bread' was a musical band.— Madeline