When I was young I thought I had an imaginary friend. Her name was Matilda. I met her one day when I was strolling in the garden of the backyard of my house. I had just moved into this house and the garden was huge. I didn’t know my way around and I would have got lost but Matilda showed me the way. My new house was almost as big as a mansion. But I liked it better at my old house. Back then my parents stayed more often too. Right now they are too busy with work so I usually stay at this big place by myself during the day with the maids. When I thought I was all along, something weird happened.
I met Matilda in a cloudy and raining day. I was seating on a rocky chair and starring at the rain drop. My parents had promised me to come home early today and spend the night to celebrate my birthday. As the clock ticks, my hope started to drop. I knew they may have probably forgotten what they told me earlier. I’ve been waiting all afternoon, but when the sun started to set, I decide to return to my room and let the books keep my company. When I was just about to stand up from rocky chair, I thought I saw something moving in the backyard. Out of curiosity, I walked out to the backyard and stand next to the little girl stone statue. I can assure you that I saw her blinking her eyes to me. I starred at her, but nothing happened. After a while, I believe what I saw earlier just my imagination. I turned around, about to walking back to the house, suddenly I heard a really soft voice spoke from behind “Kathy, how are you? You want to play?” I was shocked; I couldn’t believe what I just heard. I turned around very slowly, the little girl statue become to “live.” She blinked her eyes, and smiled at me. She said “hey my name is Matilda, do you want to be my friend?” I stunned, but soon, a smile raise on my face. Since ever we moved to this massive house, I haven’t made any friends. I was so exciting that I finally can have someone to play with. Matilda and I soon become the best friend. We chat; we draw, we chasing each other around in the backyard. We play a lot of games together, but our favorite game was hide and seek. Matilda was very good hiding, I can never find her. On the other hand, she always seems to know where I would be hiding. We enjoyed a lot together. I never told my parents about Matilda, because I had promised her that I won't say anything about her to my parents. One day, I was playing with Matilda in the backyard, and I decided to show her my favorite doll. I told her to wait for me in the backyard, and I left for my room to get the doll. As I entered the room, I saw mom walked in. This was the first time she came back home early in months. I was so exciting to see her. I ran up to her and hugged her. My excitement made me forgot the promise I made to Matilda. “Mom,” I screamed, “guess what? I just made a new friend, and her name is Matilda. I need to introduce her to you!” as soon as I finish talking, I suddenly realized what I just said. My mom looked at me with confuse and disbelieve. Although I knew I should not introduce Matilda to my mom, because she told me she doesn’t want anybody know her existence but me. However, I don’t want mom think I lied. I dragged her hand and walked towards the backyard. I thought Matilda would be fine with it. When we arrive the backyard, there were no Matilda anywhere, but the little girl statue. I spoke to the statue, “Matilda, I know I promised you to keep our friendship secret, but I think you will like my mom.” The statue didn’t give me any answer. I thought she didn’t hear me, I walked up closer and spoke another time to her, but the statue remained lifeless. I started getting worried, I shake the statue try to get “Matilda” to talk to me, but no matter what I do, “ she” just remain as an ordinary rock, My mom looked at me with love and lift me up “ oh, my poor Kathy, you must be so lonely so you had created an imaginary friend.” She continues “I’m really sorry, I should not leave you in this big house all by yourself, I promise you that mom will come back home early everyday and play with you.” At first, I just thought that Matilda was mad me so she doesn’t want to talk to me. But as time past by, I realize that she has gone, she will never come back to play hide and seek with me again. The little girl statue still in the backyard, but she never bilked her eyes me again.
I know all the people think that “Matilda” was just my imaginary friend, but I know from deep inside me that Matilda wasn’t just an imaginary friend.












