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"A! We're home! We're home!" Rowan called running up the stairs. "What's she saying Jamie?" Anna asked. "Oh, just her little imaginary friend. She says his nickname is A because his real name is to difficult to pronounce." I reply skeptically. "Aww how cute. Jacob used to have an imaginary friend, it was only for a few months." She cooed. "Honestly it's starting to worry me Ann. She's constantly acting like there's another person around. She's gotten into really big arguments with him and he's scared her before. She comes crying to me sometimes. And she tells me all about him and the way he looks, how old he is. She's gotten really in detail. She gets mad at me when I can't see him." She nodded her head. "I'm sure it's nothing ya'll should worry about. Some kids have more active imaginations than others. She might grow up to be an amazing writer." She joked. "And she might just be lonely. You should hurry and pop out those twins of yours." She smiled at me. I smiled back. Maybe it is just her being a young kid. I mean kids come up with all sorts of things. Right?
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Remember, He's Not There
RomanceRowan has been attached to a being, a tad less than angelic. Actually the only way she ever described him when she was young was a monster. He'd been the monster under the bed, the "bumps in the night", the shadow lurking in the closest, the feeling...
