When I was younger, I was popular amongst my friends, imaginary that is. There was Angel, many different characters on an abandoned island, and of course my pop band members. Most of my friends didn't have names per se. They were mainly individuals who listened to me when I was feeling down, or happy for me when I achieved a particular goal. I even had an imaginary boyfriend at the age of 8. Young yes, but don't judge me.
Let's talk about Angel. How can I describe her? She was everything that I wanted to be- extroverted with multiple talents and able to charm Hades from his underworld dungeon. I, on the other hand, am introverted, with some talents and not charismatic at all. Angel was a redhead with green eyes and even tempered. I am naturally a brunette with hazel eyes and at times the hotblooded Latina comes out. Angel was someone who was open and care-free. She was the life of the party, not a wall-flower like me.
As a pre-teen, I sometimes, I missed having an imaginary friend but like all good things, Angel came to an end. I was singing in the shower, Angel was part of my band, and I looked up at the water. It was like an epitome. I realized that I was too old to have an imaginary friend. None of my childhood friends had them, or at least did not admit to it. That was the last song that Angel played backup singer for me. It was a sad but liberating moment. If I wanted Angel's characteristics then I had to change.
This is a bloghop with the theme of Imaginary Friends hosted by Annalisa Crawford. Below are some of the other blogs participating in the bloghop. :D
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Hey, thanks for the heads up! I joined... I had imaginary friends, too. I was littler, though.
ReplyDeleteDelightful post! When I met my imaginary friend I found out I was her imaginary friend too. Imagine that. All our children and grandchildren are quite real though.
ReplyDeleteGreat post! :D
ReplyDeleteNice story. When you say goodbye to your imaginary friends is the moment you choose to grow up, I guess. But then again, I never grew up :)
ReplyDeleteAngel sounds wonderful. I think it's a little bit sad that you remember the day you said goodbye though. Although because I don't, I'm now worried mine didn't go anywhere!
ReplyDeleteThanks for taking part :-)
Neat that you had a whole band. Have a wonderful weekend! :)
ReplyDeleteSad how it ended. Bet your band was cool though.
ReplyDelete@ Hart- I know, most people have imaginary friends at 4 or 5. I was a late bloomer. :D
ReplyDelete@ Geo- That is cool that your imaginary friend is now your wife. Nice that she fits all the ideals you had as a child. :)
@ Kyra- Thanks!
@ Al- That is awesome! Don't ever grow up. The grass is definitely not greener on this side.
@ Annalisa- Don't ever let yours go away. It keeps the Imagination Institute going!
@ M Pax- Yeah, I had this crazy notion that I would be a pop star some day. Thanks goodness that phase is long over. :)
@ Alex- My band was awesome! I did like all these Pat Benetar and Madonna moves. :D Now, I'm dating myself. :P
Make two cups of tea and sit down for a chat to catch up with Angel now. You're never too old, I still talk to my childhood imaginary friend and I have to say he's a lot less cool than Angel!
ReplyDeleteI miss my imaginary friends :)
ReplyDelete@Charmaine- You know, I just might do that. Perhaps she'll end up as a character in one of my stories. :D
ReplyDelete@ Existentialist- Yeah, I miss mine too! *hugs*