Am I crazy for having an imaginary friend?
More specifically, I have an imaginary girlfriend. I have always had this quality, ever since I was a young child. I have had many imaginary boyfriends and girlfriends (I have had real girlfriends too, do not worry). My current imaginary girlfriend looks like this: She has two small antlers, long rabbit ears, lilac fur, a small animal pink nose, big round eyes, a long prehensile tail, and a squeeshy tummy. She also has two small fangs coming out of her snout. She is bisexual, and likes pastries and Japanese food. She was born in a far away planet in our own galaxy, where her species are enslaved by these R2E2-looking robots. They are far too powerful, and can learn any language by inserting a microscopic needle in an individual's brain and reabsorbing it. The way she came to this planet was by accident. Her species is advanced enough to create interstellar vessels, and time warps (this should give you an idea of how powerful the other bastards are...) So she was sent on this small pod shaped like a mushroom (according to her, their buildings all look like what we call mushrooms).
I met her at my friend's backyard, where she was sleeping. More specifically, she was sleeping on a shed, and she was very cold. I did not know what to do, so I put my jacket over her. I come out, and one of my friends asks me about my jacket: "Hoy!! Wheve's jew jackat!!?" My friend asks with some alarm. I tell him to not worry. But he insists, and we all go to where she was. But they obviously could not see her because she is made up. They tell me I am crazy since there is only a jacket on the floor. I just pick it up, and put it on. The creature wakes up, and looks at all of us with some alarm. My friends then notice some foot tracks forming, freak out, and run away. I stay there, petrified at how her eyes fixate upon me. They were light gray-blue, and did not appear to have any pupils. They reflected a lot of light, which made them appear to be glowing. I say: "Um... what or who are you??" I begin to retreat with trepidation. She yawns and then... I will tell the rest if you guys want to hear the rest. It is all made up of course, but it is true she is my imaginary girlfriend.