When I was growing up I had an imaginary friend who I called Simpret,I have no idea where the name came from.  I was an only child but lived on a big estate with lots of other kids to play with. My mum thought I was just lonely and didnt make too much fuss about it.

I can remember being able to sense him, it was male and sort of an energy not a visual thing but just a sense. He was part of my life from being about 3 to around 7 years old. I always felt safe around him and frustrated that no one believed me.

I talked to him and although he never talked back he made me feel safe and happy. I would be interested to hear if anyone else has had a similar experience.

I still feel like I have someone with me in my life, watching over me, guiding me sometimes, im not sure if its still the same thing or not.

love, dawn

That is so cool, man i would love to have someone like that, even today.

ya..that feels good...isnt it:)
i never ever understood any of this till now.. i guess:)

When you're a child you see many strange things that you cannot explain,many of them are fantassy,but someone them are reality it's a a pity that you forget many things from your childhood.

When I was about 4 years old there was an old lady who lived next door to us.  I remember going to her garden once.  I don't remember much else other than my mother didn't like me going there and I believe they stopped it. I do remember being terribly disappointed.

Then we moved to another town.  I use to tease my sister about the woman who lived in the attic.  My mother swears that they began to hear noises in the house and made me stop talking about her.  Her name was Madelyn although I don't remember actually believing that there was really someone there.  But if something was misplaced or moved, I would tease and say it was Madelyn.  

Sorry, my stories are always SO long.  When I began to study tarot I did so with the goal of communicating with my spirit guide.  And eventually I worked my way to doing so.  It was one of those 'Duh' moments.  It was of course, Madelyn.  And she told me that the lady who made me that wreath had been my first teacher.

I think maybe imaginary friends when they are memorable are our spirit guides.  I remember having imaginary friends as a child, I imagine most children do.  When you think how open their minds are, it would make sense.  What do you think?