my imaginary friend

When I was a little girl, I had a wonderful imaginary friend named Ricky. He was a tall person with no eyes and sharp teeth. He always defended me and protected me from bad people like my friend Sam who always bothered me and burned him alive.

Or my curious neighbor and he crammed it in the trash

Or my damned parents when they tried to put me in a sanatorium, so he transferred them to my life and forced them to live happily with me.

And now that I'm eighteen, I finally realize it's not my imagination

But for a moment, I'm not upset at all, damn everyone I already mentioned annoyed me

My friend Sam tried to **** me

And my insect neighbor had an affair with my father

And my parents tried to get rid of me because they hate girls. Yes I do not lie

Ricky also said that he wants to take me to the other world where I live with him in his palace in peace and happiness and have children

All I have to do is kill my wretched parents

How lucky I am to have Ricky I think I would have died if he wasn't with me