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i used to believe that if you got rid of your inagensry friends they would turn into a BOOGIEMAN HA HA HA!!!!!
I used to believe that Sailor Moon was a real person, and that the sailor scouts were going to come get me if I was good enough. Every time it snowed I thought Sailor Pluto was getting closer. I had an entire diary devoted to how I would look once I transformed into a sailor scout. :p And I honestly thought it was true.
When i was about eight, i saw Peter Pan for the first time. I was convinced that he and Tinkerbell existed. I tried to fly by sprinkling "pixie dust" (ice cream sprinkles) on my head and jumping off the couch. I even taped a note on my window telling Peter that i was ready to go to neverland but i would have to tell my mom first.
When I was little, I had an imaginary friend that lived in the woods beside my house. He was an old man with a long beard and all white hair. He was really sweet but he had a whole lot of snakes so I called him the snake man. I can't remember when I stopped going into the woods to see him, but I can say still to this day that I remember exactly what he looks like. Just like you remember people you really meet.
I went to catholic school and when I was in kindergarden our teacher told us that all children have guardian angels to protect them. Later on I fell in the playground and scraped my knee. When I went home I told my mom about what had happened and that I wanted to get a new guardian angel because mine wasn't doing his job. I obsessed about this for some time, every time I bumped into something, or fell I'd think "I need a new guardian angel!!"
Back when I was five or six, my best friend and I were hanging out on the playground. Her older sister was showing off her new yo-yo, and we were immensly jealous. So, we created our own imaginary friends. We each had a chipmunk, and it could turn into a yo-yo!
We had hours of fun playing with them. Then we started creating more and more. Eventually, some other kids asked us what we were doing.
I told them we had 'Invisible Animals'. They wanted some too. So I handed them an egg (invisible, of course), and said that if they held it close to their heart, it would hatch into their own animal!
God, I was a strange child. O.O
When I was younger, i not only had an imaginary friend....i had an entire imaginary class!
I wanted to be a teacher, so everywhere I went, i woul dexplian to "my class" where we were going and why, I used to even read them stories and give them lessons on the chalkboard easel in my room
I was such a dork!
After seeing The Borrowers when I was little, I used to believe all of these little people used to take things from you, then give them back. But I also used to think there were The Stealers witch used to take things without giving them back. So when I lost something, (I always did) and it turned up, I used to say, "Thank you Borrowers!" But when something didn't turn up, I would say, "Its not my fault, The Stealers took it!"
I used to have a friend. His name was "Ramesh Rabbit". He had two rabbit children and a rabbit wife with the same names as us and somehow, did everything we did. The strange part was, that he in no way resembled a rabbit and, with one simple turn, became my father, Ramesh. He was my friend till I was 7 years old and realised that he bore a remarkable resemblance to my own father...
My parents realized that I was a messed-up kid when my imaginary friend died.
I actually couldn't stand her at all. But I still cried when she died.
When i was about 8 or 9, i told my sister who was about 5 or 6, that there was a girl who lived in England, but she would visit our nieghbors and come over to our house, so i would tell my sister that i had to go to the bathroom, but i would really change clothes and my hair and come out and talk with a British accent and pretend i was "Amanda" the girl from England! My sister believed it until i told her when she was about 11!
When I was around six and my sister was 8, we both had imaginary friends (as I recall, they were friends.) My sister's was named Charlotte, with blonde hair and blue eyes, and mine was named Lucy, with brown hair and blue eyes. I remember I would go into the bathroom, and there was mirrors across from it, and I would wonder why she wasn't with me in my reflection...I eventually convinced myself that she was staying inside the bedroom for my privacy. I don't remember what happened to Charlotte, but I eventually got tired of Lucy, and on her birthday (March 16) I decided that she was going to her Grandma's house. I kept waiting for her to come back, but she never did- my sister would ask me periodically, "When is Lucy coming back?" and I would say, "She wants to stay a little longer."
When I was about... six I had an abusive imaginary friend. At first I created him because I was lonely, and almost nobody ever wanted to play with me. Somehow, maybe just because I was so convinced no one would ever like me, I came up with Rebock (yes like the shoe). He was thirteen and now reminds me of what an older brother is like. He told me these amazingly scary stories and I had nightmares every night. He made me punch myself (I was able to control myself enough to make it soft.. :) ) and he even pushed me into a pool once! I literally almost drowned....
It took me a while, but I finally got around to getting rid of rebock. I took my boy neighbor/new friend's toy gun and I shot him. 28 times! Then as I looked upon his 'dying body' he aske "why?" (and I literally remember hearing this) and I just laughed...
no I did not grow into a disturbed psycho... or anyway, that's what my parents tell me for comfort...
I actully have many imaginary friends, but my favorite is deffently Lilly. I know she isn't real, but I still love her. She is about 5 inches tall. Lilly has a HUGE head that looks just like mine, and has a stick body. She lives in my head. She acts very weird sometimes, but that is why I love Lilly!
I used to beleive that all the sonic charecters where real until I played sonic DX and killed them acedently I cried for weeks.I miss sonic the most:(
When I was a kid, I loved Japanese monster movies and watched them every Saturday afternoon. There was also a cool series called "Johnny Sokko and His Flying Robot" that was my absolute FAVORITE show...it was the early 1970s equivalent of the Power Rangers, with silly plots, bad dialog, and people in rubber monster suits, but I adored it!
Anyway, I used to pretend that I was the robot, or sometimes I would be Johnny (yes, even though he was a boy and I'm a girl!), and I even had a cheap, plastic watch that I used to "talk" to my robot! Hey, what kid *wouldn't* want a giant robot pal that flies and shoots missiles from his fingertips? ^_^ I'm 41 years old now, but I kinda miss him sometimes.
When i was little, i was always thought i had 2 b cute and shy for people to like me, but no-one ever talked to me. So i drew a potatoe man under the kitchen table. he was my best friend. It took me forever to realise he wasnt real, though i have a clear memory of him sitting on my bed with me playing barbies and going for a walk. Then one day he never came back.
when i was little, i used to talk to my shampoo and conditioner bottles. they were mrs. panteen and mr. panteen.... i'm not even joking, we usede to have fuoll conversations. whenever i started running out of shampoo, i would get insanly depressed because i new they would have to go away. they woiuld always come back later thoiu. weird huh?
when i was about 5, i didn't have many friends.
so i made one up. his name was sonic. (saw a videogame with his name + picture) he looks exactly like what he does now (ex. Sonic advunture battle 2) so i had him for a couple of years until 4th grade. last christmas (2005) igot Sonic Heroes and he came back only when i played the game on my gamecube. now that the disk broke thanks to a certian sister, my only memory of him is the instruction manuel :;(
When i was about 6, i used to want a dog. My parents didn't approve, so i decided i'd prove them wrong and buy an imaginary Westie. I walked around all day with my fists clenched, holding his lead. When i needed to use my hands, i'd tie the imaginary lead to a tree or chair! I was walking back from school wheni realised i'd forgotten about my doggy and had left him tied to a chair at school. I was well upset and wanted to go back and fetch him.. :(