Imaginary friends
Tuesday, January 15th, 2002 09:53 amWhen I was little, I had two imaginary friends named Dorothy and Mino.
Well, "friends" may be too strong a word. See, Mino, Dorothy, and I almost never saw each other, as we lived in completely different countries and always did exactly the same things. So if I went to Dorothy's home, Dorothy went to Mino's while Mino went to mine. We would only see each other briefly, at the corner where all three countries intersected. (I didn't know anything about geography at that age.)
Aside from having different names and different native languages, we were exactly the same in every way. If Dorothy was in my home, everyone thought she was me unless she told them otherwise. So of course if my parents were upset with something I had done, I would tell them, "It wasn't me! It was Dorothy! I was in Mino's house!" And of course my parents would reply, "But if the three of you always do exactly the same thing, then you deserve to be punished too." And so I would be.
I had the most useless imaginary friends in the whole wide world.
Well, "friends" may be too strong a word. See, Mino, Dorothy, and I almost never saw each other, as we lived in completely different countries and always did exactly the same things. So if I went to Dorothy's home, Dorothy went to Mino's while Mino went to mine. We would only see each other briefly, at the corner where all three countries intersected. (I didn't know anything about geography at that age.)
Aside from having different names and different native languages, we were exactly the same in every way. If Dorothy was in my home, everyone thought she was me unless she told them otherwise. So of course if my parents were upset with something I had done, I would tell them, "It wasn't me! It was Dorothy! I was in Mino's house!" And of course my parents would reply, "But if the three of you always do exactly the same thing, then you deserve to be punished too." And so I would be.
I had the most useless imaginary friends in the whole wide world.