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when i was about 10 i would make a shadow puppet of a fox and move my fingers so it looked like it was talking and i would talk for it. all the other kids thought i was wierd except my best friend. (who started doing it two) it took me a year to loose the habit!
when i was little i hated school and was very shy so i had an imaginary friend who came with me every day and followed me every where, but he only followed me because of my watch and when ever someone took it i would cry. (once i even slept with it on.)
I had (and kind of still do) an imaginary twin brother named 23.
(Yes. His name was really 23.)
We always fought over simple, small issues, and he took the pleasure of picking on me while I was in classes, knowing I couldn't do much about it then.
Almost every day, I'd shoot glares at him, but the boy sitting across from me would think I was glaring at him instead.
23 was mean....
when I was little, I used to have these imaginary friends called my 'ghost friends'. They were not evil, or nasty - except one; they all had different personalities. There was about 10 of them, and coming to think about it, they were most probably my concience. They lived in my head, and I used to always talk to them: they always told me what to do and decided my decisions for me. I used to blame them for everything - from stealing the cookies to burning my house down... I decided they got too mischevious and forced them out my head into a shoebox that I kept under my bed until they started behaving again. Unfortunately, I can't find the box so we must have left them behind when we moved :'(
When we were younger, my friend Michelle and I had imagionary friends. I had an imagionary boyfriend named Robert who had black hair and blue eyes, he always wore a tuxedo and his hair was slicked back, and he lived in a cardboard box in my room. There was Esmerelda, I don't remember what she looked like. And Penny, who lived with Michelle, who never wore clothes. Penny always tried to steal my boyfriend. Bitch.
Between the ages of 3 and 5, I had a lot of imaginary friends. One of them was named Tina and she sat with me on the bus to preschool. A real kid wanted to sit next to me
and i told her she couldn't because Tina was sitting there, so when she pretended to pick her up and throw her to the front of the bus I cried.
As a child, my family traveled around the country a lot. I would look out the window and imagine someone (sometimes it was a man, and sometimes it was my imaginary friend Bridget) running alongside our car on the edge of the road, playing as if the ground was lava. The person would jump from light posts to trees and walk across telephone wires like a circus performer--all the while keeping up with the car. Sometimes, if there wasn't anything for him to stand on, he'd ride on top of our car for a while. When I'm on long or boring car trips, I still imagine this sometimes.
I'm slightly nuts, only slightly nuts because I'm sane enough to know I'm nuts but still crazy enough to have an imaginary boyfriend (I'm 12) his name is Jesse and I actually know a real Jesse who I really like but haven't seen in ages so now I have fake Jesse to keep me company, except he's slighly meaner than real Jesse and likes to make me cry which doesn't look so good when I'm sitting in the middle of my geography class and I suddenly burst into tears, (yes that really happened, damn he got me in my weak spot, I was already bored to tears just for the fact that it was geography) yes I know I'm probably mentally distrurbed whatever I don't care I'm a weird kid, as fake Jesse so often tells me...
I'm 12, and when I was 4-10, I never had an imaginary friend. I didn't really understand how the other kids could see this freaky-deaky being that didn't move anything, eat, sleep, or take up room (like you could run through them). I also wonder if they were unrealistic (cartoonish) or more realistic.
But now, i have an imaginary friend who is a purple blob named NotBob. :]
I used to believe in my imaginary friend dooodle.
Doodle was a stickperson and was always smiling.
I used to refer to my concience in my head a lot when I was little... it was a girl with short, black hair sitting in a button-filled control room. She would always tell me what to do and we would fight a lot but always apologize.
When I was about 7, I had an imaginary friend: A red lizard demon named Alex. She carried a baseball bat with her everywhere and could hack computers. I stuck with this one for about five years.
Then I went through a phase where I tried to convince everyone that I could see dead people. I had three "ghost friends"... Conrad, Sophie and Jason (the last of whom was Jason Todd from Batman). Conrad was a showoff and always wore a top hat, Sophie was a hotheaded tomboy and Jason was timid and had a crush on me. I abandoned them after a real friend of mine died. I don't remember why.
Now I have an imaginary twin brother named Blake. I pretty much designed him as the male version of me. We don't talk in public or anything, he's just an internet thing. Sometimes I have him questioning my sanity...
I used to believe that I was a magical fairy princess, a witch who went to Hogwarts(Or Would when she was old enough), Christine daae from the Phantom Of The Opera, the main character(I can't remeber her name) from a book called The Little White Horse. I had about a Hundred imaginary friends, and animals. I ran an adoption agency with my two best friends at school, where we would sell 'Natural Flavoured Milk' from special magic cows that when milked it would already be flavoured. We had magic hens who laid 'Naturally Flavoured Eggs'. i don't know how we got the idea for that! Also the wheat in imaginary fields tasted like Chocolate and Strawberries.
When I was 7, I used to believe that Misty and Brock (both from Pokemon--I used to love Pokemon) were always with me, and that I was really Ash, I just hadn't realized it yet. They would always try to convice me that I wasn't Audrey, I was Ash. But I never believed them.
They would also help me take tests at school (don't know where I came up with that). When I did bad on a test, I went home, locked myself in my room, and screamed at them until I lost my voice, because I thought it was their fault.
I believed all of this up until I was 13 (I'm 15 now).
When i was growing up i used believe that my brain was like a giant video store and that my consious was not only a real good freind of mine but the video store assitant. So everynite before i fell asleep, id imagine myself in a giant video store to chat to my old friend lol then tell him wat type of dream i felt like having. IE i feel like somthing scary, or i feel like watching something real random, or i wanna watch my days events. Scary thing was it always worked :D
Some nights i still wish i knew where that video store in my mind was hiden...
When I was around 5 or 6 I invented myself an imaginary wife named Sonja, and I told everyone about here and had a whole pretend life with her. At that age, I only knew one phone number besides my own (that wasn't an emergancy number), that played a recording of the local weather forcast. I'd call it and have made up conversations with her. I think the imaginary marriage lasted a couple of years before I abandoned the fantasy.
When my cousin and I were little, we used to pretend we had all these babies. Several of them would be like, mini versions of our favorite cartoon characters from all kinds of shows. I remember I had several of my "character babies" from Tiny Toon Adventures. But my cousin and I both had at least one VERY naughty baby and we would always yell at them when they were "bad." I remember my naughty baby was like Mighty Mouse, but I called him "Mean Mighty" and was always like, "Mean mighty, don't make me come up there!" and I'd be yelling at nothing, LMAO!4
when i was young i had 3 Imaginairy friends Poe (a poe from the legend of zelda a video game) , Molin a moblin (same game) and Leyroi a redead (same game)
When i was about 5 I used to believe that there was 2 other mes living inside of me and that every time i got a chance to do a good or bad thing that the other mes would pop out of my head and onto either side of my shoulder, one good and one bad. I remember my parents being very surprised one day when they asked me something and I started talking to my shoulders.LOL
When i was little I used to have an imaginary bumble bee friend called "Bug". One time when one of my friends came over to my house we sat down on the grass and then I started yelling "AAAHH YOU SQUISHED BUG". Then i beat him up. I really believed bug was real. LOL