Originally Posted by ghostonstage135

When I was little I had two imaginary friends and they were the size of mice. Pretty much they were like the Littles (the book). My mom sword for about two years that the Littles were real and they lived in the house. She had to fix them a plate of food to eat every night and I had to buckle them into the car when we went places too. They would talk to every night when I went to bed. They're grandmother died at the same time as mine. We stayed up and cried about it one night.... Ya I had a vivid imgination as a child....