My first imaginary friend was Blankie (his spirit was inside my blanket)...we did everything together and we did everything together...When I was 7 he died and my mom saw I was having a rough time of it so she gave me a new blanket with Mickey Mouse's bitch ass on it...**** MICKEY IT WASN'T THE SAME MOM WHY DID U THROW OUT MY OLD ONE
Then in first grade I had adopted a puppy named Pretzel...idk where Pretzel is today...dumbass dog ran away when I told his bitch ass to sit down in the playground after recess. When I got back outside all I saw was some fat kid drinking pen ink from some milky pens...