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Ok, I'll admit it. This story my parents told me, because I don't remember. I was only four. When I was little I had an imagonary friend, who I named "Sissy". "Sissy" lived next door to my grandparents' house. I made her up before I went to my grandparents' house. One day I was outside at my grandparents' playing and there was a little girl outside. My mom asked her what her name was. She answered, "Sissy". Maybe she was'nt imagionary, maybe I was psychic!
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