Young Adult Story
2 min
The Imaginary Friend
Ruby Flores
I remember the day I came to life. I saw her drawing a figure that looked just like me while her parents were yelling and throwing things in the background . I watched as tears formed on her eyes and slid down her cheek. At this moment, I knew I was going to protect her at all costs.
Anna was a beautiful young girl. She had dark short hair that went a little past her shoulders and an oval face that went perfectly with her hair. She had beautiful eyes that gleamed with joy whenever she talked to you. She was a very bright person, the type of person who was there for you no matter what.
Anna's parents hated each other but we dont know why. It's like they woke up one day anc choose to hate each other for no reason. They slept in different rooms and ate at different times. Anna never understood how this happened.
Me and Anna got along perfectly. I think she designed me to be similar to her. We had so many things in common and we loved being together. It was fun making new games and exploring new things. Our favorite game to play seeing who can jump the longest on the trampoline.
We played outside in the mud as her parents signed the divorce papers. We played with dolls when her father was out getting drunk. I helped her by being there for her at the worsts times.
As she kept getting older, Anna started to slack off in school. She wasn't who she used to be, she wasn't the bright child with those shiny eyes. She was no one. Soon enough, she was diagnosed with depression.
"How could I let this happen to her? Is it my fault?" I thought to myself.
I started to blame myself more and more as she started having panic attacks. She was getting skinnier and paler. Dark circles started to form around her eyes. She looked so... heartbroken.
"How could I let this happen to her? Is it my fault?" I thought to myself. I repeated these words to myself every single day.
The same things kept happening for months but then Anna finally decided that she needed to find help.
After going to therapy and getting medication, Anna started to change. She wouldn't look my direction, she wouldn't talk to me. She started to forget about me.
I shudder in fright as I start to disappear. Then it all comes to me, I was never real. Memories start replaying in my mind as I keep disappearing.
I woke up in a empty room with a big TV on the wall.The TV turned on and I saw all of Annas memories and thoughts. She looked much happier than before. Then I realized that this is the room where I get to watch Anna grow up more. She looked much happier than before. Thats when I knew my job here was done.
Anna was a beautiful young girl. She had dark short hair that went a little past her shoulders and an oval face that went perfectly with her hair. She had beautiful eyes that gleamed with joy whenever she talked to you. She was a very bright person, the type of person who was there for you no matter what.
Anna's parents hated each other but we dont know why. It's like they woke up one day anc choose to hate each other for no reason. They slept in different rooms and ate at different times. Anna never understood how this happened.
Me and Anna got along perfectly. I think she designed me to be similar to her. We had so many things in common and we loved being together. It was fun making new games and exploring new things. Our favorite game to play seeing who can jump the longest on the trampoline.
We played outside in the mud as her parents signed the divorce papers. We played with dolls when her father was out getting drunk. I helped her by being there for her at the worsts times.
As she kept getting older, Anna started to slack off in school. She wasn't who she used to be, she wasn't the bright child with those shiny eyes. She was no one. Soon enough, she was diagnosed with depression.
"How could I let this happen to her? Is it my fault?" I thought to myself.
I started to blame myself more and more as she started having panic attacks. She was getting skinnier and paler. Dark circles started to form around her eyes. She looked so... heartbroken.
"How could I let this happen to her? Is it my fault?" I thought to myself. I repeated these words to myself every single day.
The same things kept happening for months but then Anna finally decided that she needed to find help.
After going to therapy and getting medication, Anna started to change. She wouldn't look my direction, she wouldn't talk to me. She started to forget about me.
I shudder in fright as I start to disappear. Then it all comes to me, I was never real. Memories start replaying in my mind as I keep disappearing.
I woke up in a empty room with a big TV on the wall.The TV turned on and I saw all of Annas memories and thoughts. She looked much happier than before. Then I realized that this is the room where I get to watch Anna grow up more. She looked much happier than before. Thats when I knew my job here was done.
This was an entry for a writing contest held in conjunction with Center for Fiction and The Decameron Project
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