I used to believe…
like many i had an imaginary friend... but unlike many my imaginary friend was 93 years old. yeah- she was my imaginary grandma. haha. laugh all you want but she was so real to me. to this day my mom will occasionally make fun of me for it! i was about 3 years old when she... became real to me. i just remember my family talking about my real grandmothers mom... she died. i never met her. but i really wanted to because everyone said she was so nice. im 14 now and i think my imaginary grandmother was my way of making my dead great-grandmother real... and she aged like normal... 93 to 94 until i grew up and she disapeared... she really was one of my best friends.
