TA – DA!
That was the name of my imaginary friend. And she was a legend in her time.
EVERYONE talked about Tada, my friends and family and sometimes even strangers asked me if she existed. They just wanted to see what I would say so they could laugh at me I guess.
I never really ever had an imaginary friend like some do, but her existence began at a very young age as a defense against my mother’s sarcastic wit. I was forever trying to perform and my acts were always accompanied by me yelling “Ta-da,” very dramatically. One day my mother quips up “Tada, who’s Tada?” To which I answered “she’s my friend.” Then I had to describe her as I threw out answers off the top of my three-year-old head in response to my mother who was barraging me with questions, thinking she was funny. I remember being angry with her sarcasm so I kept it up as long as she did. A trait I had to continue to this very day in my relationship with her.
Later on my younger sister would ask me about Tada and I would tell all kinds of funny or strange stories to keep her amused and laughing. She would tell others about it, our friends or kids she knew in school, but I didn’t. Those were the strangers who asked about Tada that I mentioned earlier.
The death of Tada kind of suits this Halloween time some celebrate.
When I was about 11 I told everyone that Tada had sadly passed away and I was to have a funeral for her that afternoon in the local cemetery. Yeah, you heard right. I was so sick of people asking me about her I finally had to kill her! I took an old doll of mine that was really messed up anyway, and wrapped it in a shroud and went with my sister and some friends to that cemetery where I proceeded to desecrate the hallowed grounds by holding a mock funeral for dear little plastic Tada, whose existence served me well for about 8 years of my life. I did it in the back some place and actually buried the doll and left it.
I sometimes imagine someone finding the body of Tada and thinking “WTF” as the kids say now.
4 thoughts on “Daily Prompt: Imaginary Friend”
This story is priceless! You could make a novel of it. I wonder how many children do the same–just construct a story to humor the adults in their life. This is one of the most interesting stories I’ve heard in 3 years of blogging. http://judydykstrabrown.com/2015/10/30/my-imaginary-friend/
I’m glad you enjoyed it! I think I’m finally learning to share my very odd private life more after about 3 years of blogging. I was actually writing a book about said life but stopped years ago. I just may go back to it.
Perhaps you are, just by blogging it in pieces. My second book was comprised of journals I had thrown away and at the last minute retrieved from the garbage. A few months later I was asked to collaborate in a book based on those journals.