Chocolate-rules

   “I’ve outgrown you…”   Among the group none of them had ever noticed that it was odd for more than one person to have the same imaginary friend. Being children, they had never questioned it, simply going along with their rampant imaginations and enjoying the mutually shared company.   It was a scrappy sort of friend, small, scruffy; all thin, gawky legs and wild, matted fur. It was forever following them around and playing with them, taking them on adventures through the corridors of their own imaginations and introducing them to friends of its own. When telling a parent about that, the parent found it odd that