روايات وقصص ضمن Not So Imaginary Friend

"Yeah. We figured it wouldn't, but we're still doing this anyway. No way in hell we’re leaving you out.” King smiles and presses one last kiss to my temple. "One more week," he reminds me. And just as I open my mouth to grumble something else, the doorbell rings. We all freeze. There's a brief flicker of irrational hope that it might be War—but I know better. It's not him. It's my best friends. I sigh and glance toward the door. "Looks like our designated cockblockers have arrived." "They're a little late," Niko mutters, pushing off the chair with a dramatic sigh. "We could've had like five quickies by now."

Knowing his luck though it should be coming out of the box any second now. Deanna leaned over and looked at the picture and scrunched her face a bit. “Well, that isn’t me. You are right about that, but I don’t know who it could be.” Deanna said, “I know this may sound weird, but I remember a playmate I had that no one else does. They told me he was imaginary, but I can remember him to this day. He was younger than me by a year or so. Max, this is him. He was gone by the time I was four.” “Do you remember his name?” Max asked.

she tried figuring why I was carrying the ‘mood’ with me. “Usually, I wasn’t depressed about spending Christmas without Grandma. Plus, today hurts like a bitch” I explained. She hummed in response and I looked at her blankly and remarked, “My imaginary friends are telling me to please ask you to leave if you can’t be helpful” “Sarcastic much,” she muttered loud enough for me to hear and then continued, “Fine I’ll leave” I just watched her go. After a few minutes, Andy jumped next to me, chewing gum, I noticed.

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.

grandma explained. "There's nothing wrong with trying to make friends." "But I do have-" I eventually stopped what I was going to say. "Yeah? What do you have?" Grandma asked. I gulp and look beside her there I saw daddy looking at me as well. "I do have books. I have an imaginary friend there in the book." I excused myself and averted my eyes. "You still don't know how to make believable excuses yet, Nini. Better luck next time." Well, at least I tried though.

"I swear, I'm the only one in this family who has to live in the real world. No spirits whispering secrets, no divine intervention, no mystical crap guiding my choices. Just me. No extra help." Tory stared at me, something unreadable passing over her face. "That's why you're like this." I frowned. "Like what?" She waved a hand at me. "Closed off. Dismissive. You think just because you can't see something, it isn't real." "That's usually how reality works, Tory." She threw her pillow at me. "You're so dense." I caught it before it hit my face, tossing it back at her. "You're the one who believes in ghosts and imaginary friends."

”He was an imaginary friend, and you teased me about it". She eyed them. They sighed wearily ”How wouldn't we think so? Last time you told us a guy had asked you out, and that he was really cute. When we asked you to show us the guy, you told us we won't be able to see him as he was shy". They chuckled, and I laughed as well. I was trying to impress them, that's why I said all those. Too bad, I had to say and do embarrassing stuffs in front of them and those other two. How didn't I realise that they weren't good friends?

ELIZA : Nope, I’m dead serious about this, let’s be friends SIRIUS : Tch, you can’t be serious about this, be friends with the boy that’s known as the most troublesome amongst the eighth graders, don’t try to make a fool out of me, I know your game ELIZA : But I’m not trying to fool you in any way, I just want to be your friend, what’s so wrong with that??

It was the most stupidest explanation that I have heard in my life but it was the best I could manoeuvre in such a shortest amount of time possible so I might as well cling on to it until Jacob decides to kill me . " Uh huh " he replied " Does this mean that you are done ignoring me ?" " I wasn't ignoring you " I assured him lying through my teeth no , I was texting so lying with my hands ? "We aren't friends ,much less acquaintances I don't see the point of talking everyday at school " " Details , details " he responded back " You are right princess but I think we count more than just being acquaintance." then without waiting for me respond he sent another message " Why don't you come over

"I never had an imaginary friend. Assy was real, and he was the only one who cared for me after Mom. You were only devoted to Lunar Crest and serving the alpha like a great Beta." "Luna!" "Father!" She retorted. "Assy is going to come back." Her Dad pretended to understand. "He will never come back. It's been years, Luna. He never existed; you only imagined him because you were lonely." "I was lonely, I admit, but Assy taught me how to manage it. I can be alone and still have a great friend." "A friend that only comes at night? I could only hear your giggling; I thought you "Father, don't start," She interrupted, not wanting to delve into that topic.