Imaginary Friend Horror Story

When I was younger, I moved to a really old house. The neighbours used to spread rumours often about our house _ but we never paid any attention to them.

Within my first week of living there i came down with a really bad fever, so my mom decided that bed rest was the best option for me. It was lonely, but I managed.

During my time being bedridden, I made an 'imaginary' friend. It started when my mom and I were looking at the night sky. Suddenly we saw a shooting star. She told me to make a wish, and for some reason, I wished for a friend.

The night after that, something came into my bedroom window. He introduced himself as Mr star.

As a young kid I thought he was magical but looking back now as an adult _ he was seriously insane. Even after ten years, his face is still fresh in my mind.

At first, you might think everything is normal about him. He wore a black suit that fit him perfectly and he had white hair that looked like stars sewn together, but there was one thing that made him inhuman. His eyes.

His left eye looked like a star was forced into his eye socket, it was large and grotesquely mutilated. His right eye had a star shaped pupil while the rest of his eye was completely black.

I became good friends with mr star, even though he was just imaginary. It felt like he was actually real. We did what normal friends did at first _ playing board games, hide and seek around the house, things like that.

He told me if I told my parents about him we'd never be able to play again, so I didn't.

Mr star was always talking about this fun place over the hill behind my house. He never told me what it was specifically, just that I would love it there and there were tons of other kids there that he used to play with.

Mr star slowly became more and more violent as the days went by. He would come in with kitchen knives insisting that we juggle them, and when I said no he would disappear for days at a time like he was having a temper tantrum.

He was my only friend, so I was always happy when he came back, and everything will go back to normal until he decided he want to play another dangerous game.

After a month of living at that house, my family had decided to move again. I was kinda relieved to get away from Mr star even though he kept me company.

I still knew he was dangerous. I still remember his face in my bedroom window when i sat in the car. He didn't look sad like I expected, he looked upset. Like he wanted to hurt me.

Years later I came back to the house. By this time I was already an adult, but I still remembered my imaginary friend. Out of curiosity I went over the hill to see if there was actually a place for kids there.

I saw something in the distance, and the closer I got the more terrified I became. It was a cemetery. I was shocked, but everything actually started to make sense.

I left the place as soon as possible. When i ran to my car I swore I saw a familiar face in the window, but I sped away before I could process it.

I'm never going back to that place ever again. I just hope that the next kid that moves there won't fall for Mr star's tricks like I almost did.