My imagination was always unique. Meaning it was and still is very wild and unpredictable. I use to see every image I dare to think of as if they were real.
When I was very young, and I mean like 5, I had a imaginary friend. His name was Kiepie and he was a ant that lived in my belly button. ( This is the part were I would like to point out I was very weird and far from normal ). Kiepie and I did everything together. From Swimming to sleeping. Kiepie was always by my side. ( I would also just like to point out that at that stage I had only a few friends and my sister and I didn’t really get along well… she was 8 at that time. ) Kiepie was my go to buddy when I cried or just needed to play in another world.
Together Kiepie and I explored the known world. From the dark corners of the garage to the dangerous crossing over the mud puddles. Only I could see Kiepie ( of course ) but still my mother made an effort to make him feel at home. He even had his special place to sit at the dinner table.
Then Maria came into the picture. My Kiepie fell in love. She was a nice girl and looked after my Kiepie. Both Kiepie and Maria stayed with me for a long time before they got married when I was 11 years old. Soon after Kiepie and maria left me. I grew up and they moved away. It was a very sad day, but necessary for me to go from imaginary friends to real ones.
I still talk of Kiepie and Maria. If you really want to know they moved overseas and already have 3 children. Daisy, Jordan and little Micheal.
This can serve as proof that ones imagination has no limits to it. And Yes this is based on the truth and even though I now know Kiepie and Maria wasn’t real ,they were real to me as a child and will always be.
Till next time
Nomster Lady ❤