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I'm 8 now I have a imaginary friend.He is still here from when I was 6.His name is Sap he is a glob of sap with 2 legs and 1 arm.He is still my best friend.
i'm 17, and people might think i'm retarded or something- i have two make-believe Indian friends, Bow and Bowie their twins- Navajo Indian friends their so nice- but they sometimes wonder off and i get worried- Bow is the sweetest ones- they make good grades at Tall Mountain High School- they know how to speak their native language but speak only english around me. i met them outside my home- they are in the 9th grade they both are 15 years old. you may think im crazy i just have make-believe friends to keep me company- and to keep me from geting bored all the time. their school is of course "make-belive" its huge and full of non-natives and natives of all kind- its just to keep me company- who cares about people that may make fun of me- their just bullies
when i was six- years old, Nightcrawler was my make-believe friend, he went everywhere with me he kept me safe, and guarded my bed at night. but one day i woke up- he was gone. he left a letter saying this : i'm sorry my friend, but i have to leave. i'm gonna leave bye-for now
When I was younger, I had a rock named Bob and I took him everywhere. He talked to me all the time and I talked back. My family thought somthing was seriously wrong until they took Bob away and the problems stopped. Weird.. huh?
My family moved from the suburbs to the country when I was five. Not only did I insist that we pack a box for my imaginary friend's stuff, but I made my mom promise that there would be room for her in our new house. When we moved, however, Mom -- trying to get me to grow up -- told me that my imaginary friend found a new family to live with and wouldn't be coming with us. I cried for weeks and tried to walk the 20 miles back to our old house to find her.
But it's ok. 29 years later, I've almost stopped being angry about it.
top belief!
Until I was 10 I had lots of imaginary friends. Most of them were very weird, like Sam the warthog, Mathmouse, and a purple cat that didn't have a name. I also had different ones at different places, like the purple cat only came in the restroom at the K-C Hall and Mathmouse only came at Lowes and at school. I never told anyone about my imaginary friends, even though most of my friends had imaginary friends too, because they were all so strange!(I didn't list all of them, but I had about 20 in all!) My strangest one may have been a wolf, which turned into a rabid wolf when we were in the car and a werewolf(It didn't look very different from the rabid wolf but to me it was differnt) whenever we were away from home(and not in the car) The werewolf's first appearance was the death of the purple cat because the werewolf chased the cat into a bathroom stall and messily devoured it.
I think the only reason I didn't have all these imaginary friends longer then I did was because in the end they had a war. None of them survived so I decided to not make any more.
When I was young I had two imaginary Friends, Martain Pellet, who lived in aulstraila and came to my house all the time in his own plane (he looked like the guy on the pringels can) and No-so, a ninja who used Magic to get around...
... Like yours were less weird?
When I was in first grade I would walk around the playground and try to hear the Care Bears who needed me to help them find sad people.
Sunday mornings me and my brother and sister always used to climb into bed with my mum and dad. Here, they introduced us to matress man. Matress man lived at the end of the bed and always used to bob his head up and down. Funnily enough it was right where my dad's foot was...and he spoke in the same voice as my dad. Then one day they got a new matress and dad told me that the new one did not have a matress man. How gullible was I?
When I was little, I had an imaginary pet donkey named Jasper. He could fly and he lived on the moon, where they ate chairs for lunch and video games were evil. He was my best friend, until I turned 7 and got a real life. I know. I was strange.
There's a home video of me when I was tiny. It's at Christmas so we have the whole family round and my mum goes: "What do you have in my tummy?" and I answer, "A baby!". When asked what it was called, I say, "Jawawah!"
A pregnant 2 year old...
From when I was 3, for about 5 years I had some imaginary friends... Jonta, Saila, Magic (my favourite), Fawna, Deer and Miss No Name (my least favourite.) I believed they were real and that there were lots of 'animal invisible friends' in the school playground. I would have the whole class and various other people looking for 'invisible friends' in the playground and chasing them.
And, for some reason, I was always arguing with Miss No Name and locking 'her' in my room... weird!
When my sister and I were little, we would get bored on family vacations, so one day we invented our own imaginary trailer full of imaginary pets. We had around 30 animals in it: horses, dogs, rabbits, everything. The chicks would always get loose in my grandmother's basement, so we'd spend a good 10 minutes rounding them up again (and hurting ourselves in the process). Then, anytime we left someplace, we'd always have to check the back of the car to make sure the trailer was hooked up, and we'd always freak out on mountains, thinking the trailer would come loose and roll all the way down the hill.
I used to have 3 imaginary friends there names were Billy Missy and Cryptazoogala and I used to think I could fly away with them into there world.
I used to have an imaginary friend called Gut he had a ring on his eye and his tounge was pierces and he had a long pointy nose. I used to always grap him by the neck and he died by getting run over by a truck and I laughed at him twitching and dieing
I used to have a Imaginary Serial Killer named Pilly the Slasher, Pill for short, because at taht time i was fanisted about Serial Killers well anywaymy parents used to teased me like if I see the dead animal i would say "Mommy! Pill kill that cat" then i would apolized to the 'cat'
When I was little, I had a BUNCH of imaginary friends. Depending on what I was in to at the time--maybe Care Bears, or characters from a book I just read--they all took the form of whatever it was I liked. I talked to them and asked their opinions on everything, and I talked back as them, too. But the best thing, I think, was when I had to go to bed. Every one of them had to wish the others good-night. So first I'd say good-night, and they would say good-night back. Then the next member of the brigade would go, and say good-night to everyone else. And the next, and the next... and I felt terrible the ext morning if I forgot anybody.
ok, so I used to have an entire world of imaginary friends...they were mostly movie characters..such as Drop Dead Fred (my fave) or the genie from alladin. but one day I decided to move on...so I said goodbye to them all (took a looooooooong ime) and I "grew up" but I still have one or two when times get rough..
I had the weirdest imaginary friends as a child - none of which were human.
I had a brontosaurus named Minnie Mouse, who lived by the trailer in my front yard wearing a typical Minnie Mouse outfit (polka dot dress with matching bow and heels)
I had a tiger named Mr. Muggs who wore a mailmans had. Funny, he never delivered mail...the only time I would see him would be if he happened to be walking down the street, but he was quite a dull character to talk to.
I had a tiny white mouse named Little John who wore a tiny yellow tee and red overalls. He lived in my garden and was the fastest creature 'in the world'.
And lastly, my favourite, was E.T. and brown, cartoon, moose. His size varied from bigger than my house, or pocket-sized so I could take him with me wherever I went.
I would often spend my time outside playing with E.T., making up routines (dancing and singing) like they did on Barney.
And, I really did have one human friend. Mayda. But she only existed for a day.
My friend had an imaginary friend when she was younger, named Julie. One day her parents told her she was too old to play with Julie, and that it was time to play with other girls. Then, a few weeks later, she came in to dinner and her little sister said: "Don't sit there! That's where Julie sits!"
Imagine her shock! Her little sister had stolen Julie.
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