Imaginary Friend (novel) Novels & Stories

He lightly puckered his lips, as if calculating his next move and thinking what to do with this information. I raise both of my hands and press them against my temple, I slowly drag them down against my skin in disbelief. “Nah you’re just playing me, aren’t ya? Hahahahahah. What. A. Funny. Joke.” I slap his arm between bouts of fake laughter. “Really, your imagination is unmatched. You know what I suggest? I think you should write a novel. This sounds like the plot of a really weird teen fan fiction. You would fit right in greatly.” I give him an encouraging thumbs up.

He can understand me better than myself because I created him in my imagination. "Mary, I'm just an imaginary friend. I'm real!" Angel tried to convince me one day. "Of course, you are! You're not a ghost so it means you're imaginary." I told him. During that time, I'm already in college and studying Psychology. It's the major that I can relate to the most. Yeah, I started to think that I'm a crazy person who sees the other side. That's why I don't feel I belong because I have a mental issue. That's why I can see Angel clear as day.

I turned the first page and started reading it: "Dear diary, Hi... This is me Ivana. Ivana Williams, sixteen now. I bought you with the money I earned from the first ever salary I got in my life from tutions. You're not only a diary, but also now my friend after Miya. Miya is really very good friend of mine and she loves me a lot. You know what dear diary, she's been the pillar of my life now. I don't know how would I've survived here in the orphanage if she wasn't there for me. She knows me well, my past and my sorrows. I know she'll listen to me every night, every single moment to me if I ask her. But I don't want to disturb her. She's already done enough for me. So that is why I'm sharing

As I continued to ponder about the coincidences between this day I woke and found myself in school with and the day I ditched school, victor approached me and said. Hey Thomas, you're very fond of clean imagination due to the people you imagine were with you last month till you jumped through you story building and fell on your dad's car. I love your imaginary skills. He was speaking loud that he drew the whole class attention. You know what Pussy? Let be a Imaaaaginary friend uhn. You'll just always hang along with me and we'll just pretend you don't exist. What? I replied him and asked; is there something reasonable you here for instead of all these you're saying. He said, 'yes! Your paren

We both got our cones and sat down to eat it, uncle sent a message to my parents telling them not to worry, he took me out for ice cream, he didn't mention me sneaking out which I was really grateful for. "Ari" Andy asks midway through his ice cream, looking at me with accusing eyes, I just looked back at him all innocently, enjoying my ice cream. "Yes?" I answer when he doesn't stop it. "Who's your friend, why you don't tell me about him. I thought I was your friend" he asks in an accusing voice. "He's just an imaginary friend," I say blushing remembering all the kisses, the time we spent together, the way I saw him when I was sick, it was all weird but had me excited at the same time.

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"Haha...ok done" We completed the remaining chores and I went to the library to read something to cut the time. Books are my best friend from my childhood. I used to spend most of the time with them. As I have no one in the name of family and school, I used to stay away from boys, and girls used to stay away from me because they were jealous of my beauty. And there is no need to mention about with what kind of family I have spent my childhood. The aunt and her daughter were the worst among all. Kiara is among the few girls who have treated me well. She is a beautiful girl with a more beautiful heart. Lovely and full of life. I endorsed myself in one of my favorite novels putting other though

“I went to the library today and talked to the librarian. I’m pretty sure she thinks I’m mad. I was rambling non-stop about things that don't exist.” “I don't think she saw you as crazy,” he comforted me. “It’s more like... she probably thought you were cool.” “You think so? Well... goodnight, Alexei.” “Goodnight, Novel,” he replied softly. I hung up, but the book pulled me back. I found a final passage about the Human Mate:

To get paid to hang out with your boss and do stuff that normal friends do. "Fine! I'll tell him to meet us up for lunch." said Matthew, pulling out his cellphone from his pocket. I rolled my eyes and quietly mumbled "Oh great. Now he's calling his Imaginary friend." "I heard that!" scowled Matthew narrowing his eyes. Imaginary Mikey here we come.

Though he has stopped monitoring the island every moment… The world that was crazed with digitalization had finally learnt to take a break, to talk, to love, to feel, to unplug but how long this change will last only future can tell…. Authors note: I hope you enjoyed reading Fictitious Reality. It often becomes difficult to distinguish between Fiction and Reality. In such times we should not panic. We should use our wit and reasoning to make the right judgement. Do let me know what you think about this book through COMMENTS and REVIEWS.