My mom told me this story about something creepy I did when I was little.
When I was a tot I apparently had an imaginary friend named Michael. She wasn’t sure how I picked that name, but whatever. One time I was walking with my mom in the park and so froze. She asked me what was up and I said “Michael’s here”. I guess I looked pretty terrified or something.
I also used to tell her our house was haunted, I saw several ghosts (including a bloated corpse floating on the ceiling, I bet she just loved me for that one), and claimed there was a leprechaun crawling around our yard.
She’s a very superstitious or paranormal person (believes in lizard people), so I’m sure she was terrified at some points.
@qXFilesTheme, ur mom believes in lizard people? Is Alex Jones your father?
@qXFilesTheme, My mom told me when I was younger I used to get really upset when one of my close cousins weren't around because I wasn't sure if they were ok. Then one day I just wasn't worried and my mom asked me why, apparently I told her that these men in our house said they would watch after her and keep her safe. She asked if the men said who they were and I named off all three of my grandmother's brothers by their nicknames. They had been all dead for at least 10 years by the time I was born and no one had ever even told me my grandmother had brothers before then.
@qXFilesTheme, "they're real. all of it" -han solo
He asked if I wanted to see his vagenis
Mine was a faceless woman who sat on the corner of my bed and "protected" me from the others as I slept. I remember telling my mother that she was my watcher. Mom prob thought I was nuts
Perfect bedtime reading material
mine jusr nuts in me and runs into the kitchen backdoor and into my uncles car.
@birdfvcker6969, is he the man in the Easter bunny outfit
@birdfvcker6969, who, your kid or your imaginary friend?
My younger brother and his friend used to have the same imaginary friend when they were 3-4 years old. His name was Johnson. Johnson had a bloody face and loved to steal their things and hide them.
I pictured the one looking down from the ceiling, and it freaked me out at first, but then I just imagined it as Erma during Spooky month and everything was okay again.
He looks just like my dad but he's actually proud of me
My parents talked about mine. It was an old lady. She hated open windows. So she’d shut them. I stopped talking about her. The windows kept shutting themselves. Nothing alive was ever caught in them, but it broke sticks used to prop them up.
I feel like I was the only normal boring brat ever lol.
And this is yet another reason to never have kids... they're certifiable f*cking psychopaths!
She said harder daddy. Thinking back I think I forgot to turn my phone off Bluetooth and I was connected to my surround sound
"He says it wasn't real communism!"
When I was little my mom found me crying and asked why and I said it was because my imaginary friends wouldn’t play with me...I was a lonely child
Mine is Godfrey and only says clitoris
I don’t mind all 4’s...
Those aren’t imaginary friends...
He told me it's ok to like ifunny
...Oof it hurt just typing that
@that voice you hear, I hope you mean ifunny....
@troubled panda, ... damn you 3am typing skills
jeez guys.. mine were just an old couple who lived in Santa Fe on a mountain..
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