When I was a kid, I had a few imaginary friends.
There was some dude named Michael who I think was just a representation of how I thought I'd be like when I grew up. I mean I always loved the name Michael (Mustafa wasn't really all that cool where I was from), so that made sense. There was also this trio of cartoon cats that would come out and play every once in a while, I have Paula Abdul to thank for that, as well as a talking bird I could tell my secrets to.
My mom would be supportive of my imaginary friends, but eventually when I started going to school they began visiting me less and less until they ultimately faded away.