Is it normal for imaginary friends to conspire?
[I'm sorry. It's rather lengthy, I know.]
I currently have six imaginary friends - Sara, Chuck, Chester, Carey, and two nameless friends, chronologically. None of them are human, and I have clear memories of creating each one.
It all began with Sara, a friendly kangaroo who knows how to speak effectively with all age groups (even preschoolers). I treated her as if she were a physical friend. After awhile, though, I began to feel the need for something more exciting. That's when the friend value began to fade away into entertainment value. I'd decided it was time to repair this by middle school.
I gifted my friends with some new benefits to make up for the past - Everyone would now be able to access my thoughts and know exactly how I respond to them. Also, in order to bring anyone into the real world, I needed to dive into my own mind and ask permission inside their grand imaginary house first.
This all seemed to be working well, until paranoia began to settle in. It slowly took over my thoughts, terrorized me at every turn, and even intruded my daily life. I felt the unshakable vibe that my imaginary friends had learned too much, and were conspiring to tear me down from the inside out. I frequently found the same image coming to mind - Chester, the human-sized demonic dragon, with blood drenched over him as he wields a knife through black eyes and a sharp-toothed grin. I had a hunch that Carey was his main partner: A flying squirrel and Chester's favourite playmate.
This paranoia constantly built up on itself... Until finally it was just too much for my middle-school mind to keep. Something needed to be done. It was then that realization struck; I had to repeat the past and erase all of what I had created for my imaginary friends. If they had no sentience, they would not think to destroy me. Therefore, I quickly reverted everyone (before they could read my mind to figure out my plans).
Immediately I felt at peace being (somewhat) alone in my head, but the guilt still remains with me today. If Chuck, Sara, Chester or anyone else were still able to feel complex emotions, I know they would be feeling sorely disappointed in me for what I've done to them. Therefore, this brings me to the ultimate question: Is it Normal for Imaginary Friends to Conspire? I leave the rest up to you.