In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Imaginary Friend.”
Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today?
I had an imaginary friend once.When I used to live here.
His name was Tom.
Tom wasn’t really much of a friend.
He would do all sorts of horrendous things and then conveniently disappear, leaving this kid to take the rap.
Where is Tom now? Who cares? Probably prison, politics or big business….