It had been three years ago since she had last seen her creator, Riley. She was ten, Riley eleven. Riley's mom decided that Riley was too old for a person like Patricia. And so, Riley's mom, being strict and not liking Patricia, threw Patricia out before anyone could saw anything. Patricia then realized that she was not welcomed in that house ever again.
The year is 2009 now, and Patricia is now thirteen and lived out on the streets. She knew that she could never go back to the Lawson's household ever again. She sadly walked past a TV store and saw an advertisment for a place called Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends. Patricia's face lit up, knowing she could probably stay there for a while. Besides, she was only five blocks away from said place. She ran to said place. She finally reached Fosters Home For Imaginary Friends. She stared up at the very tall building. She slowly went up to the front door and rang the door bell. The door opened and what seemed to be a rabbit wearing a tuxedo and top hat was standing in the door way.
"Good afternoon, madame," he said. "welcome to Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends. I am Mr. Herriman."
"Hello Mr. Herriman," Patricia said. "I'm Patricia Lawson. My creator's mother kicked me out of our house when I was only eleven and I have no place to live. And I was wondering if I can stay here."
"Of course, Miss Patricia," Herriman said. "but you'll only be able to live here until someone else adopts you. Understand?"
"Yes sir," Patricia said.
"Would you like a tour of the household?" Herriman asked the emo-ish teenager.
"Yes, pleas." Patricia followed Herriman all around the house, meeting loads of other imaginary friends. After the tour, Herriman lead Patricia to the dinning hall. Patricia sat next to this very tall, red inmaginary friend who seemed to have a stub of an arm and one wonky eye. He seemed to have noticed her."Hello there," he said. "I'm Wilt. You must be new here."
"Hello Wilt," Patricia said. "I'm Patricia."
"Nice to meet you Patricia," Wilt shook Patricia's hand.
"Nice meeting you too," Patricia said. She noticed three other imaginary friends: one was a blue blob like thing, another a bird like thing, and the other one big with purple fur and horns and a belt with a skull on it and what seemed to be two fangs sticking out of his mouth.
"Oh that's Bloo, Coco, and Eduardo." Wilt said, pointng at each imaginary friend as he said their names.
"Oh..." Patricia said, nodding. She thought that Bloo was sorta cute. Sonn after dinner she was lead up to her own room by Herriman. As soon as she unpacked her things and got ready for bed, she wrote in her diary about the recent happenings and then went to sleep with Bloo unknowingly watching her and spending the night in her room.