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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
When I was little, I only had one older brother so I made up three imaginary sisters for me to play with. I named them all after things that I liked: Catherine (my friend), Book (I loved to read)......and Nosepick (self-explanatory). I told EVERYONE about them. After I stood up in Sunday School and explained about them, my parents told me that the third one should not exist anymore.
I used to have these imaginary friends named Boy and Girl. Whenever me and my mom would go to K-Mart, I would take them with me and talk to them and pick out clothes for them. When my mom would tell me she wasn't going to buy clothes for them, I turned around and told them I'd tell her I wanted them so she'd get them for me, but that I would let them wear it instead of me.
Then every morning my mom would wake me up for school and I would complain I had nothing to wear because Boy and Girl were wearing all my clothes!
I had my first imaginary friend when i was 3 or 4, he was a giant white rabbit called sticky.
Then i met Tom. He was a boy the same age as me with brown hair and blue eyes, he was good looking but i could kind of never make out his face properly, like it was kind of out of focus.
Then we started playing a game where i was a fairy princess and tom was my twin brother and we invented HEAPS of other imaginary characters to play this game with (i am an ony child). When i was 11 the fairy game stopped being fun because i knew i looked stupid playing imaginary games even though it was really real to me!
Tom and the others continued to hang around and we met a few more imaginary people along the way. Eventually it was just me and Tom again but then when i was 13 or 14 i made best friends with this guy and he liked me but i didn't feel the same way about him at the time (we ended up going out a few years later).
Tom got really jealous and sometimes when my friend would talk to me, Tom would make smart remarks about what he was saying. It was really distracting.
When i was about 15 or 16 me and Tom had a big fight and he told me he was in love with me and i realized that i was in love with him too and i had been for a long time. But i knew that we couldn't be together obviously becauase people would think i was crazy and i said that and Tom said i shouldn't care what they thought. I ended up yelling at him to leave me alone and that he wasn't real and that i was and i needed to stop thinking about him and start thinking about real people. He started crying and walked out the door and never came back.
I was so upset. I ended up going out with the guy but secretly it was on the rebound from Tom. It didn't work out with the guy and i know it was because i was really in love with someone who i know doesn't exist.
I still think about him all the time and i miss him. I know how it must sound, like i was such a lonely person or something but that's not true! I've always had lots of friends and attention from guys. But despite that, Tom is my favourite person of all the people i've ever known, and i haven't told anyone about him since i was 7. My mum didn't even know that he still existed.
I used to believe that at the end of my bed there was a Kitchen that I would always go and cook in. All my imaginary friends, Piper, Prue, Pheobe, Paige, and Jane would help me make delicous food that me and my twin would have as a midnight feast that nught. My twin believed in it too, you see. i used to have this special sish I made with my friends: A bowl of Giant Strawberries with Melted Chocolate Sauce inside and covered with cream. I couldn't ever make it without my friends.
I still go and have a bowl of my special strawberries sometimes....
When I was smaller, I used to have an imaginary friend named "Spikey". You know those funny little alien guys you would get out of the machines? Well, my Spikey was a BIG version of that!!! He was big and green and fat- and he was my toy protector. He followed me only sometimes- not all the time! I would sometimes say, "Spikey doesn't like that." or "Spikey LOVES cookies! You should make him some" and other times I would deny that he was ever there. Dont ask me how I got a little toy alien has an imaginary friend- I was an odd little kid. Johhny Depp would have been so proud, lol.
I used to think i had a million imaginary pets. I thought they were invisible and you could only see them if you belived. I ran my own invisible animal sanctuary in the playground at school with my two friends. Needless to say the other kkids thought i was crazy. But i still like to give Paddy the Pony and Princess the poodle a litle hug sometimes......
I used to beleive those little things that looked like grass except were fuzzy on the tops could talk and i had one favourite but i forget what i called it when i was 9 and my favourite one died and i cryed and this was at recess and my friends supported me and we held a fake funeral on the school ground... i was W.E.I.R.D i still have an imaginary friend named Wack... and im 12!
Most kids have imaginary friends when they're really young, but I started creating them at around age eleven. I started going through depression at that time, so my imaginary friends were my way of coping.
Stevey, my all time best friend, is still my conscience, friend, and the itty bitty voice in my head that says, "I told you so, but it's alright. We can still make it better."
He's even stopped me from attempting suicide.
I owe my life to a being I know doesn't exist.