"It is my birthday today! Mom and Dad are fighting because they heard me talking to you." said the girl.
"Who was she talking to?!?!" said her father.
"I don't know!" said her mother.
"They can't know that you are here and that I talk to you. What do you think Angelica?"
"I think that they should know that I am your imaginary friend."
"I'm not telling them. I told you not to call you that. You are anything but imaginary to me!"
"Fine. I have to go though."
"Bye." said the girl.
"Bye."
