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When I was six, I had an imaginary friend. His name was Barney and he was a biker who acted kinda like The Fonz. Barney was the same age as me and would always tell me about going into bars and traveling the world with his friends. The Taj Mahal, Mt. Everest, Cinncinatti...
There was also Barney's sister, Angela. She was a prissy, preppy teenager who liked to talk about boys, nail polish and general girly stuff. She had a crush on the guy who sat next to us (yes, they did go eveywhere with me) in Kindergarten. After dinner, we would always gossip about him and our teacher.
when i was 5 and under i used to have an imaginary tiger and bird and i would stand there crying and pouting untill someone would talk to them and stroke them and when i was between 5-8 year old i had a bunch of wild animals that when i went into the bathroom for the toilet they would chat to me (i was scared of the sound the toilet made)
when I was young I had an imaginary friend called mark and we used to play football together (how weird because I was the only one who could actually physically kick the football).
My niece is three, and for the next few months will be an only child. When my sister first tried to explain to her that she would have a little brother or sister soon, she explained in great detail that she already had sisters. She tells everyone about how she has sisters, and they all have totally unpronouncable (to the rest of the family, who all speak in distinct Texan drawls) names full of rolling r's. One of her teachers at preschool is bilingual and has been teaching the children some basic Portugese (like the Spanish lessons on Sesame Street), so we think she is incorporating her Portugese lessons into her make-believe, which is really cool.
I was an only child with not a whole lot of friends, so to entertain myself I played with dolls. I mean really got into it. I even used to tape record myself playing with my cabbage patch kid, changing my voice to let "Violet" talk. When my mom got remarried, my step dad was ready to have me locked up. He was totally convinced that I must've had 2 or 3 other people in my bedroom at all times. It took my mom a long time to convince him it was just me playing with my dolls.
When I was in grade 3 i had an imaginary pet unicorn named Crystal she used to hide under my desk at school. And when it was lunch time i used to throw little bits of food to her so she wouldn't get hungry. The teacher never quite understood why there was always such a big mess under my desk by the end of the day.
When I was little, around 3 or 4, I met my imaginary friend Scooter. He was as tall as my thumb and would always sit on my hand and talk to me. When I moved from the lake into town around age 4 or 5, Scooter moved with me. He and his family lived under the sidewalk across the alley from my house but he would always come over and play with me. I think I had him until around the 4th or 5th grade. He wasn't around much through my school days, only when I was feeling lonely or left out. I would go into the bathroom and talk to him. He always made me feel better. I am starting to miss him after writing this.... :(
I used to have an imaginary friend called Miranda, who was a mermaid. Every day, she wriggled out of the pond in the garden and hopped up to my room at 3:00 in the morning, yelling in my ear for me to get up (this was actually my alarm clock that no-one knowed how to fix)
Miranda died when the pond froze over in the winter, and she drowned.
When we were little my brother and i used to sneak under our parents bed covers all the way down to the bottom end of the bed and think that little thumb size people lived down there in a town called cockington green. We used to talk to them and watch them and everything. The things you think of when you are little!!
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.
I used to have an imaginary friend called Hannah. The reason why I made "Hannah" was because I used to be friends with this girl called Holly, but she went off with another girl and I wasn't very popular in primary school, so I was lonely, so I made Hannah up. She wasn't especially weird, she was just a girl about my age with black hair, but for some reason she never had a mouth. Also, she sometimes wouldn't have a nose either, and sometimes I wouldn't call her Hannah but refer to her as 'Natalie' or 'Natasha' but I forgot about her whe I was about 7 because a new girl, moved to our school and I made friends with her instead. But sometimes when she was absent Hannah would come back again, though she didn't really talk or anything, she was just 'there'.
When I was around the age of six, I got my ears pierced. One of them got very infected, and I had to let it heal over; there was a lump of skin growing over the back of the stud. Months later, it had healed, except for a lump of scar tissue... that lump was my imaginary friend. Its name was Stacy, and she would tell me what was going on behind me.
I cried when Stacy dissapeared.
When i was 9-10 i had a imaginary friend called Cody. I always talked to him and write in my diary to him.im 11 now and still talk to him when im alone. Also when i look at my reflectiong in my mirrors its like i got a twin sister.
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 little, my brother and sister told me that i was so ugly, i wasn't aloud to have friends and so the next day at school, i told all my friends that i couldn't talk to them because i was to ugly and i started making imaginary friends and then people saw me talking to my self and then i started to get real friends as i grew older but it really was mean now that i think about it....
i had a horrible childhood. I used to hide in the back of the closet under our stairs. One day i opened the door, and there was a VERY fat british man with orange yarn hair sitting in my spot. I wasnt in school yet. Maybe 4. He said "ive been waiting so long. I didnt think youd come." his name was gravie and he lived at arctic circle (fast food at the end of my street). He smelled like fries, and he always knew the best games, but he got me in trouble a lot. I used to tell my mom "you have to be nice. Gravie said so". He left for actic circle at bedtime when i was 10 and never came back :(
I'm 11 years old, and I have about 32 imaginary siblings, and one REAL sister. So, I don't have any friends, so my "siblings" are there to keep me company. My favorite sibling is my twin Heather. She's similar to me, but in most ways she's not. My older "siblings" tell me encouraging things, and I tell my little "siblings" encouraging things. And my REAL sister, is just a pain.
When I was 2 or 3 I had an imaginary friend in the form of a small white mouse. He was cleverly named "My white mouse" He talked to me in a whisper, and was always around though he slipped conveniently out of site whenever I had visitors. One day My white mouse wanted to fly a kite, and since he was much too small to fly my kite, he urged me make him one of his very own. So I pulled out my crayons, and drew in red a kite that was just his size on the floorboard of our hallway. Needless to say my parents were not impressed at my budding artistic talent, and forced me to scrub the kite away. I never revealed to my parents that it was My white mouse that urged me to draw the kite in the first place.
When i was young (2-5) i had two friends called tootchi and pornogs. Tootchie had a highpitched voice and pornogs had a deep voice (that i used to do, yep, in effect i had conversations with myself!)tootchie and pornogs were elf like things one all in green and one all in red with pointy hats. they lived in a hole in the bannisters and i used to stand on the stairs and look into the mirror at the bottom and talk to them as i could see their reflections. i also used to walk round always holding thier hands, and cried if anyone sat in their place at dinner (as they would be squashing them). they went when my sister was born
When I was little, I had 10 imaginary friends. I was also a messy child, and refused to belive that I was the one who messed up my room. I blamed it on my imaginary friends. One day, when I was about 7, my dad told me I was grounded untill my room was clean. I got so pissed that I threw all 10 imaginary friends out the window. After that, I had no more imaginary friends.
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