A childhood belief about imaginary friends

I had an imaginary friend when I was little. Her name was Copelia and she could turn into a doll. She wore a knee-length pink dress, and she had long, blonde hair(it was strictly dip-dyed pink). We would always dance and swim and I took her with me everywhere. I still love her, though in a different way. She helped me to make REAL friends, whom I ALSO love to this day. Sometimes when I'm nervous, I can almost hear her whispering in my ear to just be brave and be myself. Without Copelia, I wouldn't be where I am today. Thank you, friend.