When I was a child there was an imaginary friend, a boy, who played with me. Once I was caught talking out loud to him while playing cards. One of my family members asked who I was talking to. Assuming they would not understand and it being the mid-70's and Casper was popular I answered, "Casper".
Only this spring did my sister tell me she, my mother and others in the family used to see a little neighborhood ghost-boy who had died in the 60's.
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