"Wilt where are you going?" Bloo asked.

"Oh um...no where. Just. Out for a while." He stammered.

Bloo shrugged and walked to his bed.

Wilt tip toed out of the room and grabbed his black coat.

He jumped out a window and walked on the side walk.

I dunno what's wrong with me...I feel so lost..I have such great friends but.

He noticed a bar near bye.

He walked in and covered his face.

"Gimme some beer." He said.

"Aright." He said.

"Root beer may I remind you." He said.

The clerk rolled his eyes. And got him a mug.

"Here you go. Big boy." He said.

Wilt took a sip of his muggy.

"Very good." He said.

"So boy, you a bad boy now?" He asked.

"Well kinda...Sorta..I'm very troubled." He said frowning.

"How so?" He asked.

Wilt frowned.

"Well. Everyone thinks im always happy go boy. When deep inside. I feel alone. I feel like I don't belong on this earth. Like what's the point of living.." Wilt said.

"Hmm..you sound depressing." He said.

"Uh tsh yeah," Wilt said frowning.

Clerk backed away.

"Well I dunno what to do for you Wilt. But I suggest you see a thereapist." He suggested.

Wilt shook his head.

"You have no idea how many times I did that." Wilt said.

"Well then continue your life miserible. Or, you can do something about it." He said.

Wilt nodded.

A women walked bye.

"Exuse me sir. Can you tell me how much that root beer costs?" She asked.

"When I got it it was 2 dollors..." Wilt answered.

"Thankyou sir." She said.

"One root beer please." She said.

The man took the money and grabbed her a mug.

"Mind if I sit here?" She asked.

Wilt shrugged. The lady pulled up a stool.

"So how long have you been here?" She asked.

"Too long.." Wilt answered.

"Oh, well my names Lucinda. And you are?" She asked.

Wilt took another sip of his root beer.

"Name's Wilt. I'm an imaginary friend." He said.

"Ohh very cool. So what have you been doing with your life?" Lucinda asked.

"Nothing really.." He answered.

"Aw, well it must be going wrong since you end up in this place.." She said.

"Kinda.." He mumbled.

"Ever think of looking toward the light?" She asked.

Wilt turned to her.

"I try to. But I can't seem to get it.." He said.

"Well maybe you should just be yourself. If that yourself. Really looks to the light." She said.

Wilt was silent.

"Look. Only you can change the way your life is. And trust me. I have been there." She said smiling. She pat his back and walked out of the bar.

Wilt looked in his mug.

"Maybe I should try harder.." He said.

Fosters home for imaginary friends.

"Hey Wilt welcome back." Frankie said.

"Thanks Frankie." Wilt said.

Frankie carried the baskets.

"Oh here lemme help you." Wilt said.

"Thanks big guy but you don't have to." Frankie said.

"I know, but I want to." Wilt said smiling.

"Thanks Wilt. I'm glad we have you around." Frankie said blushing.

She walked to her room.

"Hey, maybe I can do this. Maybe I do mean something in life. Maybe im not worthless." Wilt said.

The light shined from the roof, Wilt looked up.

"I can make a difference." He said. And he walked to the laundry room carrying the basket.

The End.

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