You've Got A Friend in Me

I recently just read Sundays At Tiffany's by James Patterson. It's about a little girl and her imaginary friend. It was a nice light read and a little odd at times.

 

As I was reading I started remembering MY imaginary friend, Anella. I was about two when my dear friend Anella came into my life. She was in her late teens/early twenties, could drive, she worked at the bank AND McDonald's. She was very pretty and I distinctly remember she had blonde hair that she wore in a beehive hairstyle. 

 

 

Sometimes we hung out and sometimes she had to work either at the bank or McDonald's it depended on the day.

My "Big Gram" (Great-Grandmother she wasn't a large woman I just called her that and she was an amazing woman!) would often play along. One day I remember I hid behind the couch with Anella while Big Gram answered the door and told the bullies (imaginary of course) we weren't there. I came out from behind the couch and went "Phew that was a close one".

Anella and my friendship latest about 10 months; but around the time my little sister was going to be born Anella had to move to Florida. I don't remember being sad it was just something that had to happen, and she never came back. 

Anyone else have an imaginary friend?