As a child, I didn’t have an imaginary friend but imagined I was somebody else – a cartoon princess, a heroine from the book I was reading, an admired character that I saw on TV, and made stories around that imaginary me.
Curiosity was what I enjoyed having around me. It entertained me and made me think. It grew alongside me and is still with me. And, it doesn’t look old or slowing down at all!
So, I shall keep wondering, keep exploring and keep questing for something.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Imaginary Friend.”
“Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today? (Didn’t have one? write about a non-imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood.)”