Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today? (Didn’t have one? write about a non-imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood.)
I believe my personal companion, my first best-imaginary friend, is an image of a swordsman.
What would be the character of this swordsman today? He is calm with sharp tone when speaking. He sometimes has answer to almost my wildest questions. He has tendency to prefer harsh truth to sugarcoated facts; a character I am always accused of. He is highly logical and sometimes doesn’t show mercy to anyone in their self-made mistake.
He is still here and shows up when my mind is wandering or I need sometime to think. Obviously, he is there when there isn’t anyone. But, in this very busy time I happen to be, I barely meet him anymore. Thanks to this topic, I can recall him this time.