Imaginary Friends🩸

I was a weird kid. OK, so I’m a weird adult too. But, I’m trying to tell a story about a time in my life when I was still innocent without trauma. My parents were still married. I was the apple of my daddy’s eye, life was good. HA! Anyways, I had these two twin girlfriends I used to play with all the time. They had dark short brown little bobs and wore matching light dresses. I also liked the taste of blood and would lick my own wounds. I was a weird kid, what can I say? 🤷‍♀️

So when I become an adult, my mother and I were having a conversation about my childhood and my little friends and she didn’t remember any twins. But, she said I had imaginary friends that I used to talk to and I would ask for extra cookies for them. The more we talked about it, I realized that I was the one that did all the talking, they never said a word. Needless to say, I was a little taken back. It all made sense. The more I thought about it. Memories 🙄