Imaginary

Ah, the joys of being one's imaginary friend... It is a wonderful thing, no matter if the child is a boy or a girl. We all enjoy being with them, hanging out and 'meeting' other imaginary friends. We all know each other, but we love to play along with the children's games and have fun with each other. We really are there, you know.
But... The children always grow up. Leave us behind. It's a natural part of our lives, but... It hurts. We can't leave them, we are stuck with them forever.
At least, that's what I've heard from some others. They follow after their friend longingly, constantly asking if they want to play a fun game.
I myself have a friend. His name is Silos, and he's about to go into first grade. He's a boy with forest-green eyes and dark brown hair, and a cordial attitude. Surely he wouldn't forget me for a while...!
...Right?
Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Rudo, and I was imagined to have auburn brown hair with beautiful honey-colored eyes. I usually wear a small cape over my shirts and wear jeans. But I don't have any more time to dawdle, Silos is calling me to play freeze tag with him! Bye!