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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

When I was little I had an invisible friend named Shorty. I did the usual, talked, played, set a dinner plate and fed him. One day he just went away. A couple of years later I was at my first Passover dinner and the adults announced that Elijah had come and drank the glass of wine that was left for him and pointed to the empty glass in the middle of the table. No, I yelled out, that was Shorty! I was convinced that this must be the house Shorty had moved to.

As a side note, I find it funny now that his name was Shorty and I never grew taller than 5'2".

Anon

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