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I used to have an imaginary friend named Silo. He was like a troll sort of creature and I used to talk to him all the time but I was always afraid that my parents would be able to see him and send him away so I kept him quiet. I remember he used to wake me up in the night and shout at me for leaving him. then one day he just left. I cried for days and my parents didn't know why. hehe.
This is one i haven't and wont grow out of... I still believe my childhood "imaginary friend" (an old man, in overalls and bowler hat) was actually the spirit of my great grandfather. ( I was describing him to my father and he told me thats exactly what my great-grampa looked like.)
I had a crush on Carlos from the ever-popular TV series Barney & Friends when I was 5. So, I had an imaginary friend of him and he wa my imaginary boyfriend. I used to even talk about him in school. He lasted up until I was 11. I am 14 now and EVERYBODY reminds me of it!
I had an imaginary friend as a child. It was a ferret. I miss my imaginary friend sometimes.
When I was a little 2nd grader me and my friend had imanginary friends. She had a giraffe named Fefe and I had a duck named Bebe.At lunch we would yell at people for sitting on them. We believed in them until we were 10. I know ...10!!!!!!! We used to talk to them and start conversations with them and people thought we were creeps. We convinced one of our friends they were real, but the others told her otherwise. I will remember them 4ever.
When I was about 4 or 5, after a Rugrats episode dealing with imaginary friends, I decided that I wanted one. Hence, the creation of "Barney." I believe I renamed him later to Melvin. He lived on the side of my neighbor's house. I did make another one, named Susie, but I disliked her and did her away. Melvin went away around the time I started school.
In fourth grade, I did have another imaginary friend, who happened to be Zim from the show Invader Zim. Some time later, my imaginary boyfriend, "Chris," joined the gang. I had them up until probably 8th grade. Those were some crazy times. :D
My brother had an imaginary friend called George who lived in the electric box!
My sister had one called Carmel who had to have a dinner and everything. Drove my parents mental
I used to believe at night their was a moon lady and she would come down on a silver ladder and take you up to the moon to drink tea and chat. I know I dreamt the dream when I was younger more than a few times, maybe that's why I believed it was true.
Ever since I can remember, I would pretend I'm someone else and make up friends for this person. I've been an actress, dancer, twin, quintuplet, druggie, bording school student, ect. I still do this, not in public obviously, and I'm 16!
When my little sister was three, she had a bottle of body spray which she named smelly. She took smelly everywhere and talk to him/her (not sure which it was). We went on a cruise that year and she left smelly on the boat and was devistated, of course. To make matters worse, when we went on another cruise the next year she couldn't wait to enter the cabin and be reunited with her long lost smelly. Little did she know we were on a different ship, which cause some more tears.
You know those little fuzzy pompom things used for arts and crafts? I used to talk to them. I was also quite convinced they produced pudding...
I had an invisible dog named Masalit. I didn't know how to pronounce Maltese (a kind of dog, which I saw in a book once), so I just said Masalit. She walked on two legs, and had a blue bow on her head. She was only about three inches tall.
Over the years (yes, years... I think I was five or so when it started, but she lasted until I was almost a teenager), Masalit got friends. There was Wolfy the wolf, Foxy the fox, Coyot the coyote, and Bloody the bloodhound. I don't remember why I stopped playing with her...
When I was little, at around the tender age of seven and eight, I had an Imaginary friend named Violet. We did almost everything together, but one day she died, Trying to protect me from evil witches that lived under my bed..It was very sad. I cried for three days and I even made a pretend funeral and everything.I was one strange little girl. But now I have new Imaginary friend's, named Panda the flying hamster, and Charlie the wooden man, (who is about the size of a loaf of bread, wears a three piece tuxedo and a top hat, he is VERY polite, and likes tea and cookies). Im almost fifteen. I only have two friends in real life!
My friend and I were talking about imaginary friends who lived inside your head when you were little. I said I had an older version of me living iside my head who would tell me what to do when I was little. She sat on a couch all day and was much cooler than me. My friend said she had Timone and Pumba from the Lion King living in her head when she was little. She used to shake her head and they would fall out of her ear when she tried to get rid of them, but they always came back. We were odd children.
I had a kitten for an imaginary friend. My mom tells me that I'd cup my hands and carry this "kitten" around everywhere. After using the bathroom, I'd place the imaginary kitten next to the sink and wash my hands, then carefully pick it up and go out to play. As far as I can recall, my kitten did not have a name. I still love cats, though!
When I was about 5 I had an imaginary friend called Simon. Whenever my family and I drove past a rich-looking house, I would say, "That's Simon's house!" I would point to random pictures of people in newspapers and magazines and say, "That's Simon!" When I was talking to someone I would often make sure to let them know what Simon thought.
I used to have a kitchen knife "friend" named ben. He never really "talked", he just sent me messages with his head.Once I was using him and lost him in the kitchen.
I used to believe that Barney was real
I've always had an imaginary friend, his name is mems, he sort of looks like a worm but he's not. I found him when I was little in the basement and adopted him ever since, I have a whole rhyming song about him and everything, I still have him, only now in the back of my mind I know he doesn't really exist.
On one occasion as a kid I put various trash, dirt, leaves and miscellaneous things you'd find outside into a trash can, added water and using a large stick flung it all over my backyard thinking that the next morning I would have a bunch of friends outside to play with.
I also used to believe that the yellow line on the side of the freeway was my friend and her name was Anna.