“Gavin, I can’t talk to you here. People will call me crazy." My imaginary friend smirked. "But you’re already talking to me." "Well, I have to stop." His smirk grew cocky. "I doubt you can resist." And he was right. There was nothing I wanted more than to give my full attention to an imagined shadow and ignore those who ignored me in the real world. I wanted to talk out loud to Gavin―to play and laugh boisterously with him. In a dream I could justify such behavior, but to succumb to hallucinations while wide awake would only prove me insane.” LoveDreamsMadnessLongingRichelle GoodrichRichelleImaginary Friend Book:Dandelions: The Disappearance of Annabelle Fancher Source: Dandelions: The Disappearance of Annabelle Fancher
“He was everything I needed because his entire character had been molded by my deepest wants and desires. He was my rock when I cried, my playmate when I laughed, and my hero when I needed to imagine that one existed for me.” LoveFriendshipImaginationKindnessHeroRichelle GoodrichRichelleImaginary Friend Book:Dandelions: The Disappearance of Annabelle Fancher Source: Dandelions: The Disappearance of Annabelle Fancher
“Severing our young and fragile friendship was a sad ordeal, but sadder still was the fact that this friend found it so difficult to respond to my immediate need, unlike a dreamed boy who always afforded me easy comfort. I couldn’t understand what was so hard about reaching out to hug someone. But judging by Gregory’s uncomfortable conduct I had to assume it was an honest trial.” FriendshipKindnessComfortRichelle GoodrichGoodbyeNeedRichelleImaginary Friend Book:Dandelions: The Disappearance of Annabelle Fancher Source: Dandelions: The Disappearance of Annabelle Fancher