I DON'T OWN THE LOVELY BONES OR CALVIN & HOBBES, ALL RIGHTS GO TO ALICE SEBOLD & BILL WATTERSON, RESPECTIVELY. I JUST THOUGHT THAT IT WOULD BE AN INTERESTING MIX-UP.
When I was younger, my imagination kept me sane. I didn't have very many friends, so I did what any normal child would do: I invented one. I would create entire planets & universes for myself. So, even though I was on my own, more often then not. I never really felt alone. However, when I turned 14 years old & became a preteen. I decided that it was time to put most of my childish things behind. My imagination, had other ideas; & my fantasies, once so harmless & childlike, became a Hellish reality. You see, throughout my entire life, there have only been 2 constants: Hobbes, my stuffed tiger that I got for my 3rd birthday from my grandpa, & Susie Salmon: my next door neighbor. Eventually, it was Hobbes & Susie who would take me on a journey not just into my imagination, but into unknown places, places that can not be defined or explained. I learned the meaning of pure good, pure magic, pure love, but I also learned the meaning of pure evil, but i'm getting ahead of myself. I should probably go back to the day when the line between fantasy & reality was no longer clear to me.
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