Talk:Slowly Decaying/@comment-35359331-20180503142601

In a way, this story is somewhat heartbreaking. Nearly everyone has an imaginary friend growing up, and doesn't want to separate from them. Yet, as we grow older, we let go of those friends we created because everyone around us keeps saying "You're too old for that." or "You need to grow up." and we don't look back once we go through with it. What if this is the fate that lies in wait for us all?