make-believe

I used to think that I had to keep thecovers up under my chin or a vampire would come and suck my blood. I still sleep with my covers by my neck.

I used to believe…

Oh let's see, when I was four, I had three imaginary friends, Frak, yes Frak, (my grandfather's name was Frank, my grandmother often yelled his name), and Joanie and Sandie, until my sister was born and then I left them at the hospital, locked up in the bathroom in my mom's hospital room. I was scared they were going to take my baby sister away. I kept looking out of the back window of the car, expecting to see them chasing us. I slept in my sister's room for a couple nights until my mom made me sleep in my own room. I was so certain they were gonna get her. I believed this forever.

I used to believe that Santa lived at the dump because I saw an old Santa chair there once. After that, I would beg my dad to take me to the dump so that I might glimpse Santa.

I used to believe…

When I was six, I lost my first baby tooth. I decided that it would only be polite to write a letter to the tooth fairy. I said that because my tooth was in such good condition, I deserved more money than the average kid. I asked for $14 because $13 was too little and $15 was too much.

I used to believe…

When I was 7 i had a made up friend called Frank. Frank was 6ft tall and was pretty much your average mobester kind of guy. Frank was a hit man for a very well known and powerful family called the Kantonies and when i went to sleep he would go out and do hits then come back at dawn to look out for me. Over the years Frank grew tired of killing and when i was 9 he retired and moved to Maine under the name Tony and owns a store there for other imaginary people to shop in.

I also had a big tree in my back yard with a door shaped "knot" at the bottom. I was positive a colony of naked elves lived in the tree and my best friend convinced me that we should lay my barbie clothes outside the tree for them so they wouldn't catch cold.
I spent the day finding my best and warmest barbie clothes and much to my happiness and surprise, the clothes were gone the next morning! I bragged to my friend that they had enjoyed our gift.
It wasn't until a month later that my friend confessed that she had taken the clothes! I was so mad.

I used to believe…

When I was 7, my cousin, then 14, told me that when a train whistle was blown, a little boy who was decapitated by a train would come looking for a head to take.
I am still unsettled when I hear a train whistle.

I didn't so much as have an imaginary friend, more an imaginary fox. It was just a mornal fox which slept under my bed. But thats nothing, my mum had an imaginary horse.

I used to believe…

When I was younger I was very afraid to visit Chinatown in NYC because I was convinced that any moment, Godzilla, or some other reptialian giant monster, would come through and destroy everything.

I had an imaginary friend, Cootie, who was a drummer in a rock back and aptly resided in our pots and pans cupboard. I would go visit him and we'd drum on the pots and pans until my mother made me stop.

I used to be certain that ghosts were always just beyond your vision. So I would always spin my head around looking for them when I entered a dark room. If I couldn't find them, then they couldn't find me!

I used to believe…

When I was little, I used to think that wigs were living creatures, and would eat my brains if made angry. Well, my Grandfather, knowing this, he had a few wigs, and would throw then off this overlooking balcony thinger into the living room where me and my sister would be colouring. Oh man, did I ever scream my head off and cry!

I used to actually believe that an invisible baby was making me do bad things around the house. Whenever I got in trouble I would blame it on the evil baby. He even had family members that didn't know he was evil.

I used to believe…

When I was about six I was still an only child. I decided I needed some friends other than ones from school so for a couple of months, the ninja turtles were my imaginary friends.

I used to think that there were monsters hiding everywhere in my room and that they were always planning to eat me, so I had to trick them before I left my room by saying out loud that I was going to be in my room for a while, so that they would think that there was no hurry to catch me and eat me. Then, I would run for my door as fast as I possibly could.

I had five imaginary friends- Kiki, Taranaia, Rikkumar, Tanya, and Kevari. Kiki was hyper, Taranaia (or Tara) was evil, Rikkumar was weird and...depressed-ish, Tanya was annoying, and Kevari was my alter-ego.
I actually wrote a story about them in grade four. I still have Rikku, Tanya, and Kevari, and a new one called Kalrantai, who's...fairy-ish. The other ones were killed by Tara.

I was weird...