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I think I've gone truly insane. I've given

  • I think I've gone truly insane. I've given all of my imaginary friends FaceBook profiles, and update them regularly.
  • What is worse is now my imaginary friends are facebook friends with each other. They poke each other, play farm-ville with out me and now they de-friended me. Apparently I was post
  • mortem. Yes, I was "after death." This is why I could not update my Facebook status. My ghost fingers passed right through the keyboard.
  • My Facebook friends started to poke me more and more frantically. Finally with the help of chopsticks and willpower, I updated my status: Died recently-- now a ghost! Check out my
  • new profile pic, no filter! I floated away from my computer, unable to close the lid. As I phased through the screen, it started to dawn on me of how boring it was to be a ghost.
  • No food, no sex, not even the touch of another human being. I tried to shed Ghost tears but they failed to come and instead a lower mournful moan escaped my soul. A small girl on
  • very tall unicycle road nearby but failed to see me and I remained alone in my mournful sorrow, whimpering like a little puppy who is lost and hungry and afraid to face the cold
  • Until a pit bull boxer named Tank saw me and invited me to his house. It had cushions from an old couch. There was plenty of food. I vaguely recognised my old friend from college.
  • "Good lord, Chugger, I haven't seen you since Sophomore year," I said to him, "How long have you been living in Tank's doghouse?" Chugger shrugged and offered me some kibble.
  • I politely declined however, explaining that I had just eaten but might take a rain-check. "Thanks anyway, pal!" He smiled at that. Good old Chugger. I'll never forget him.

2 Comments

  1. Rebbie Mar 02 2017 @ 16:23

    Forget those imaginary friends a dog truly is man's best friend even after death.

  2. mporkwing Mar 03 2017 @ 17:28

    I love how the imaginary friends de-friended real person. hahahaaaa!

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