My Friend
When kids have imaginary friends, it might be because they don’t have any real friends, but it wasn’t like that with me. I had friends when I was a kid, but as I got older I just drifted away from them and eventually stopped having friends altogether. That’s when I got my imaginary friend; his name is Peter Axminster.
No one could have asked for a better friend than Peter. We were never apart, and always saw eye to eye on everything. But recently I said something very unkind to Peter, and now he won’t speak to me. He just sits on the sofa saying nothing.
I deeply regret upsetting Peter, and I have apologised countless times, but he just refuses to have anything to do with me any more. This made me very sad at first, but now it is starting to annoy me. It is up to Peter if he wants to ignore me, but I think it a bit much for him to do it while sitting on my sofa. I never thought it would come to this, but I am seriously thinking about stopping imagining him.