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    Do you have or have you ever had an imaginary friend growing up? Can you remember what you imagined him/her/it to look like? Did they have any sort of personality? What are your most fondest memories with your imaginary friend (or friends)? Did you ever tell anyone you knew about this pretend friend? If you did, who and what was their response? How old were you when you finally said goodbye to your friend? Or are you like me and you still talk to them?
     
    So many questions! I used to have an imaginary friend back when I was 8~9. I had a friend that lived nearby and we kind of "shared" that imaginary friend, if that makes any sense.
    I don't have a lot of memories about him, in fact, I don't even remember him having a name! I think it was just a way for me and that friend to get closer.
    I said goodbye to my imaginary friend when my real friend left to go to China, at the age of 11.
     
    If I did, I was far too young and they didn't make that much of an impact on me. I used my imagination as a kid, but not in that way.

    My first thought was "I write, do my characters all count, because if so I've got like at least a hundred of them" D: *facepalms* I don't interact with them in any way, though, just imagine the scenes and how people interact in my head. Not the same thing at all.
     
    I don't remember having one, but my mom brought this up last year and she said that I did. Maybe I became so ashamed of it that I blocked it out. My daughter has one, though. It happened fairly recently and I'm still a bit confused about the details.
     
    I had an imaginary twin, and we went everywhere together. I always had an ego, and since I knew hurting people by acting better then them, I was a conscious 6 year old go figure, I made a stupider, weaker me, and always tried to downplay him by doing stuff much better then him.
     
    I didn't have an imaginary human friend, but I did give my stuffed animals enough names and personalities so that they could keep me company. I also have OCs (original characters) just stuck in my thoughts. They can be human or animal/anthro. I will play out their lives when I am bored. I've been imagining various scenes for nearly a decade. I haven't ever said goodbye to them. I don't really interact with my fictional characters. They are an integral part of my... daydreaming, though. xD; I don't intend to write it all up as a fan fiction work, haha. I never told anyone in real life more about it.
     
    When I was 3, I had an imaginary 17 year old brother that was arrested for throwing tomatoes from under the kitchen table.

    I also had an imaginary pile of purple slime that lived in my me maw's bathroom. His name was Eeewee, but you had to say it with a really strained voice, otherwise you were mispronouncing it.

    I also made my feelings and emotions into colored puppies. Blue was smart, Pink was affection, Purple was stupidity, Green was cool/badass, etc...
     
    I was weird in that I gave everything a soul. In my head, absolutely every inanimate object was a being with thoughts and feelings just like you and me. My stuffed toys, my bed, the TV. Even the walls.

    To be honest, even though I know it's not real, sometimes in my head I still do it.

    I also had five actual imaginary friends that had no physical form whatsoever and existed only in my head. They were five mice who were named Mouse 1 through 5.
     
    when i was young i had two imaginary friends they were twin evil girls wearing white dresses told me always to do evil things...they were cute if i remember well but i always blamed em for my troubles lol gotta love those days their names is a secret because it's silly and i like to keep it that way lol

    right now as a writer i like to have that character in my head i keep talking to from time to time call me crazy i don't care but i love my "Man with the bandage" <3 lol the two cute girls are gone now for good..unlike them man with the bandage is nice and helpful! :3

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    I had a stuffed penguin, and we were tight. I remembered him and I would "talk to each other" all the time, about how mean my parents were for making me have a timeout or for making me go to bed early or something like that. He would make me feel better about all the troubles I was having. xD silly, I know
     
    I did, honestly. Her name's Kat. She has dirty blond hair and tanned skin, and she looks like the younger version of Cameron Diaz. She's a tough girl. We were pretty close; we do everything together -- except taking a bath at the same time, 'cause she thinks that's gross. We got separated when we moved to a new house. She preferred to stay there, and I never saw her again.
     
    I never had an imaginary friend that I could remember, but some kids can get lonely so they of course think of one. Or, they're actually friends with a ghost!
     
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