I've never had an IF, I'm another one of those people who talk to themselves though! Heh, I still do it :P

Mogadishu, Duck? Thats all i can remember about Somalia.

Yup! It was an Army maneuver, but there were other services there. I was on a SEAL team (with their intelligence division).

I will post a pic of my imaginary friend later:frankiesmile:

Thank you for your service Duck.
:frankiesmile:

I didn't have any when I was little, but I had a few when I was about 12-13. I can never just do anything the normal way. :D They were human teenagers, but they were time-travellers (and one was actually an alien, though his parrot was from Earth!). I do call them IFs even though I knew they weren't "real", but I talked to them in my head, rather than talking to myself. It was just a way of organising my thoughts, I guess.

hey, sometimes yerself is the most interesting person to talk to!

Well, I can hardly remember, but I used to have two of what most would've considered "Imaginary friends" when I was just a toddler. Their names were Alley and Billy, and yes, here name is supposed to be spelled as "Alley". They were both older than me, but I believe Billy was a bit older, more mature too. Alley was always getting into trouble, and me and Billy would have to save her. I faintly remember me and Billy saving her from falling off the top of a moutain. I can hardly rememer what they looked like, and ow only have a faint faint vision of them in my head, but all this remembering is making me think that Billy might've had glasses.

When I was around nine or ten, I had a little plushie I would always talk to and play with. I always knew he couldn't really move and speak to me, but I would always think to myself that maybe he could, ac a matter of a fact, I knew he could. I would always try to get him to talk by saying things like "It's okay, you can talk, I won't tell any one" and "I know you can talk, you may as well just give up", but there was always a sence of doubt inside me and he, of course, never really would talk.

And as I grew older I would still talk to random ojects, and always wonder random things about objects, and the universe, and animals, and how things REALLY worked.

And nowadays, I only talk to myself on occasions, and that's it.

I've never had an imaginary friend, and I don't recall talking to myself outloud. But I'm hardly what one could call sane. When I go into lengthy periods of deep, ponderous thought, which I do quite often, the kids at school say I get this blank look on my face.
I wonder about random things too, like how everything can be made up of atoms. I don't get it. It boggles my mind, but there's no way to disprove it because there's too much scientific evidence proving the existence of atoms.
Also, I like to think about what other people are thinking about, plan my actions and predict the responses of people, and analyze my state of being as well as other peoples'.

Yeah, I did the exact same thing too. I think it derived from the Raggedy Anne books (spelling?) I would always talk to my animals, telling them it was okay to speak and I wouldn't tell anyone and ect... I remember I used to go out of my room, and quietly peek in the door to see if I could catch one moving, not that I ever saw any move.

Someone in my sister in-law's family, I forget, somebody's kid, I think it's a nephew. Anyway, he has an IF named Jimmy Hall. The kid's about 4, 5, or 6 years old. And here's the strange part, my brother new a Jimmy Hall from a while back! Keep in mind, the kid has no knowlege of my brother's old buddy. So, strange huh?

And I have this friend, Allysa, who has IF's. She claims that if you meditate for 20 minutes a day for 2, or 3 weeks on your IF's becoming realistic, like human realistic, you can make your IF's come to life. I've been trying to test this meditation for about 3 days now, so I have no clue what'll happen once I do it.

Never heard that about meditation, you can bring "spiritual awakening" through certain meditation, but i dunno if you can see IF's as real.

Come to think of it, i had an old book called simply "Gnomes" and it was filled with great paintings, like a faux encyclopedia, from the 60's i think. I always looked for the little buggers in the woods, i SWEAR i found a gnome-sized walking cane one day...