Daily Prompt: Imaginary Friend

Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today? (Didn’t have one? write about a non-imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood.)

Meet my imaginary friends, but they are silent, never talk, just stare and wait for something to happen. I suppose we have something in common. Today I was waiting for something to happen, like inspiration to write a prompt I had written more than a year ago.

I had one of my famous falls in the morning where I thought I had broken my toe, but did not, it was just painful. I also managed to drop my Acer computer on the floor which I was carrying at the time. The computer survived and so did I.There was no imaginary friend to warn me or pick up my computer or even me. I need a guardian angel to tell me that these things could happen. I had a Mr. Swiss to pick me up but things do not get easier as you both grown older and heavier.

I wish I had an imaginary friend that would write my prompts with energy and new ideas, then I would not have to think up something new daily. Today after my golden oldie sleep, Mr. Swiss said I have to go to Subingen to get new knives for Mowey (another imaginary friend - our lawnmower) and we could visit the Inkwilersee on the way home (a lake nearby). I had already sort of half decided to tell the daily prompt to get stuffed today, I just did not feel like writing, especially after seeing what the prompt was. I waved goodbye to my imaginary friends, they did not wave back, but I did not expect them to. Mr. Swiss and I departed in our car.

We decided to take the scenic route, which was not really scenic but instead of the fast straight road, we drove through many small villages. Starting in Feldbrunnen, we crossed Riedholz and approached Derendingen through Luterbach. On the way to Luterbach we crossed the River Aar. There was a traffic light because some sort of construction work was being carried out. Unfortunately the sun was shining on the light and we were three cars waiting for the light to change. After 10 minutes the gentleman in the car in front of us examined the light, discovered it was not connected, shook his head in desperation and drove off, telling the car in front of him that the light was not necessary. We were glad because we were becoming rather impatient. Luterbach became quite famous as it was the home town of one of the late Swiss ministers, Willi Ritschard - just saying. Actually we wanted to go to Subingen, but knew that after Derendingen we would have to drive through Deitingen, commonly known as Kofmehl/Kofmel land, because 99,5% of the villagers bear the surname of Kofmehl/Kofmel according to which Kofmehl/Kofmel you were descended from. It was after Deitingen that we discovered we had passed the road to Subingen without noticing that it was there and were already on our way to Wangen, which we did not want to visit. 

Wangen was too far away and its only real mark of fame is the army recruit school for grenadiers and that sort of thing. Mr. Swiss just tells me that it is not longer there. Anyhow, we did not reach Wangen as we turned back to Deitingen, still not seeing the road to Subingen, and stopped opposite a large farm house, which was the only photo I took on my odyssey.

t was in Deitingen revisited that Mr. Swiss asked in a shop with the name of KomeHl of course, where the road to Subingen was. We were told to drive further down the road and it would appear. It did appear, but we noticed that Subingen was not written very clear but Kriegstetten was and we knew that Kriegstetten would have come after Subingen. We also noticed that there was a road clearly marked to Inkwil from Subingen, as we actually wanted to visit the Inkwilersee after we had bought the knives for Mowey in Subingen.

So now we were in Subingen and again were lost, not knowing Subingen. Mr. Swiss knew that the shop we wanted to visit was Gewerbestrasse 4, but we did not know where Gewerbestrasse was.  We knew it was near the Landi which was a large agricultural supplier and we than saw the Landi, a very large complex at the beginning of the Industrial quarter of Subingen. Are you with me? Doesn’t matter. We found the shop with the knives and then proceeded to Inkwil, driving in the wrong direction, but we turned and carried on regardless. The Inkwilersee was on the outskirts of Inkwil but we had to drive through a forest, one of those forests that never seem to end. Eventually we left the forest and then missed the road to the Inkwilersee, It was then approaching 4.30 in the afternoon so we decided to return to Feldbrunnen and home. 

Oh how I hate these daily prompts. If I am not here tomorrow it is because I might have gone somewhere and got lost on the way.

WordPress Daily Prompt: Imaginary Friend

Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today? (Didn’t have one? write about a non-imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood.)

Based on a true story. I did have a Teratom and it was removed. I was born with it and it only began to grow and expand when I was 50 years old and no, Stephen King did not get the idea from me for his novel The Dark Half, although …. Who knows?

“That is not me, I looked completely different. Typical.”

“Who’s talking?”

“The imaginary friend that you never had and never wanted, but I got my revenge, remember?”

“If I had had an imaginary friend it would definitely not have resembled something from a Halloween comic.”

“How do you know, you never gave me a chance, I could have made you famous. Stephen King would have been nothing in comparison.

“OK, so explain …..”

“Remember that memorable operation you had, the one that lasted seven  hours.”

“You mean the second operation, when they discovered that what they should have removed the first time, after a three hour operation regrew.”

“Yes that’s the one, although if they had done the job properly the first time, I would have been gone forever.”

“But you were just a collection of cells, nothing special. In the Stephen King story they found teeth and hair and all sorts of human spare parts. You were just a blob somewhere in my back.”

“Yes, exactly. If you had not stifled my chances I could have been your identical twin, and perhaps even a Siamese twin. Think of the fun we could have had.”

“Then I think I am glad I did stifle your chances. I wouldn’t exactly describe being a Siamese twin as fun. You were just a normal, average Teratoma which was removed. So how come we are having a conversation. You were eliminated at least ten years ago, and why did you only appear after fifty years.

“It was lonely just sitting around in your back, so I decided to expand. You were having all the fun going places and seeing things and I was just a passenger, although I quite enjoyed it when you had a meal. I had fun absorbing some of the treats, I love ice cream.  Are you sure there were no taste buds in the blob?”

“I really do not know, the surgeon did not give me a detailed description: how come we are having a conversation?”

“I am still sort of hovering, something like a computer cloud or a daily prompt that is there, but does not develop, for some unknown reason, when it shows 0 responses, like today. But I think you were glad. Today you (we?) were busy in the garden clearing the Autumn leaves away. I was actually glad that you removed me, as I noticed you had backache.”

“Oh, thanks, big deal. Yes I had backache bending down picking up the fallen leaves. Just a minute, you were watching me. I had you removed.”

“Stay cool, I am always watching you. Remember when you broke your arm a couple of years ago. I was only trying it out to see if I could materialise. It was just a little push and I really didn’t mean to cause problems.”

“Oh, thanks, I spent a week in hospital afterwards and it was your entire fault. I hope that experiment is finished.”

“Yes, I decided it was boring just laying around in a hospital and now I have found a much better job and I have become famous, although not exactly that everyone knows it is me/us.”

“Tell me about it.”

“I sleeked my way into the cyberworld. I decided if I can be your individual cloud, I might as well have fun and be everyone’s cloud”

“And?”

“Where do you think the iPad/iPhone/I everything people got the idea of the iCloud?”

“You mean that was us?”

“Oh no, you had me removed remember. This time it was all I, me and myself. There is no longer any us or we. You do your thing and I will do mine, but do not worry, I will always be watching you.”

“No more materialisation experiments?”

There was silence, no-one answered. You are never alone it seems.

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