When I was in 5th grade I had an imaginary friend named Danny who was a punk with a studded leather jacket and a tall black Mohawk he would dye green & was 3 yrs older than me. He was really cute and hated me but decided to talk to me. For years I've been into punk because of him and still communicate with him. Except now these days he has dirty blue hair in liberty spikes that looks like dreads cuz he doesn't clean it. Were always crazy n hyper. Wish we could be together but we no we can't.
A childhood belief about imaginary friends
others believed things like this
- I used to have an imaginary friend named Mr. Nobody. He would protect me from my imaginary enemy, Bad Elmer.— Kdees
- I used to believe that French people where green-like the Statue of Liberty!— Joey
- I used to think that singers couldn't talk-they could only communicate by singing.Anon
- i used to believe that the "coin wash" was to clean my dirty pennies.— rmutt
- Through second grade I always concluded the pledge with '...indivisible, with liberty and just a straw.'— George
- Eifel 65 - Blue
I'm Blue (if I was green I would die...)
[I'm blue, da ba dee, da ba di.]— Matt