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I used to believe that any person or animal that I drew might come alive and get angry at me (for drawing it badly?) Somehow, I alleviated my worry by always drawing the mouth second-to-last (so that it couldn't complain) and the eyes last (so that it couldn't see what I was doing until the last possible second).
When I was lil I believed that little people lived in the walls of my house, but instead of being scared of them they became my best friends. I thought they looked kinda like the little people on Fraggle Rock, and I would constantly walk around the house talking to them, imagining they were walking right next to me behind the wall.
I used to think everyone in the world had an imaginary friend that nobody else could see, because when ever I was in the car and saw people driving past talking (probably singing a song or something), they'd be talking to their imaginary friend!
When I was 6-8 years old, my brother told me I had a long lost brother named E-Bob who lived in Canada, and if I ever talked to E-Bob or met him, WW3 would start...
I also thought that Canada the island that is actually Africa...
I believed a village of tiny people lived in the dust bunnies on the top of my canopy bed. I was horrified when I came home from school and my mother had washed the canopy.
When i was about 9 I used to have this little game i played by myself out in the garden where i was the teacher and i taught an imaginary class "ball tricks"
This was basically just bouncing a ball and making up little bouncing routeens whilst running round the garden like a maniac trying to get to my "drill spot".
The problem was that our fences had giant gaps in, and all the neighbours thought i was a retard, shouting at imagiany people and running round like mad bouncing balls!
When I was 1-7 Ihad an imaginary friend named ,Midoe,the thing is I only talked to him on the tele.I even memorized his # by the time I was 3.Till this day when I'm lonely I call him.
LOL
my sister thought there was a person named Mooses who lived in the curtains in our living room.....dont ask....
When I was little I thought the pink Power Ranger was my best friend. If my mom asked me if I wanted soup or something I would say "Make some for Kimberly too!" (i think kimberly was the power ranger's name...not sure lol)
yeah, i know, that is NOT a normal choice for Imaginary Friend, but i was like three!
I had a pretend friend when I was younger called Willtina. She was my excuse for many things. I told my mom that I couldn't sleep at night because Willtina was making too much noise playing on my hangers in the closet.
I also told her quite sadly one time while we were on a trip that Willtina had died. When she expressed her sympathy, I said "Don't worry, mom, there's nine more in the trunk!"
I've had two imaginary friends in my time. The first was called Bully, and was your standardised, everyone's got one, invisible friend. Were IKEA to sell imaginary friends then they would be like Bully, only called Boshtal or similar.
My second imaginary friend was not invisible, but rather microscopic. An antrhropomorphic representation of my immune system, I used to think he was responsible for killing germs and making me feel better. I remember one day comparing him to another friends microscopic friend, trying to determine which was the smallest.
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When I was in Preschool I had an imaginary dog named D.D. We would pretend to plant bombs under the playground equipment and blow up the school. ... Ooookaaay...
Also, in 1st grade I had a giant imaginary bird named Kiwi. He was about as big as a horse and I'd "ride him" around. He was brown with a metallic head. (His real one fell off).
I was a weird kid.
I had an imaginary brother named Jason (I'm a girl) when I was littler. He was older than me, sometimes mean and sometimes nice. When I was home alone I would say stuff (out loud) to him and make up his reply in my head and pretend he said it.
Like some of the previous entries, I too had imaginary friends - all miniatures. I didn't really call them fairies or elves, but they were tiny and I was responsible for their welfare. They lived in my bedroom upstairs which was an older home on a farm. I had them for many years - I don't remember when I finally gave them up. Every once in awhile they come back to my memory, but I don't remember if I gave them names or not.
i used to have an imaginary friend named Alex. I SWEAR to this day she was real. We played together everyday. she was my bestfriend. she lived just down the street from me. well one day she was being mean to me and i told my mom to tell Alex to go home. So my mom told her to go home. and i never saw her again. i cried for the next few days cus She didn't come over.
This is sort of embarrasing, but i used to have an imaginary friend that was a girl and i named her Chachi LaBamba. (I dont have any clue where I got the name) But i remember one christmas when i was about 3 and i was sitting on the couch (with Chachi) and my cousin was opening his gifts and he got a cassette tape and played it and the song LaBamba just happened to come on. I was so excited that someone had written a song about my imaginary friend and promptly told my cousin, who then called me stupid.
That was the last day I ever saw Chachi... :(
I used to have an imaginary friend when I was 3 and we used to play ball and he would always win. He was really tall and would make fun of me( I can't remember his name). One day we were outside and he spotted the kid across the street and said he wanted to play with him instead. I said ok I'll see you later and he said yeah whatever loser.That for some reason was before my first day of preschool.
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When I was younger, I would play with marbles. But not in the normal way, oh no, not me. I would play with the marbles like other kids play with action figures. I would assign them names and personalities. I would form armies of marbles, and they would fight amongst each other to tragic ends. But sometimes, they would all band together to battle the Lego armies. I've come to the conclusion that I was either exquisitely creative or horribly disturbed.
I used to have an imaginary friend named Eryka (air-ick-uh). she lokked like a nine year old cheerleader with cat ears and tail. when she gets really mad at people, she hisses and tries to scratch them. I still have her, but she lives in a house in another town.
When I was a kid one of my hands was my best friend Ralphie and the other hand was an evil creature called Snaky. I would talk with them and use my hands like in a puppet to have them talk back. Ralphie could make cute noises that could get us out of trouble. Snaky just hissed and attacked things. My parents sent me to a counselor who told them that having imaginary friends was a sign of intelligence. I wonder what he would say now, now that I'm 39 and still use the characters to annoy my wife. Ralphie still gets me out of trouble with his cute noises, but my wife hates Snaky since he prefers to feed on boobs.
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