My imaginary friend (Writing)

When I was younger, I had an imaginary friend.

Her name was Sandra and I was convinced she was a ghost. I didn't think it would make any sense that I would be talking to something that wasn't real. Even though now I don't believe in ghosts, I did back then.

She had a friend called Tony, whom I also thought was a ghost. I never met Tony, but I remember my uncle would put on this raspy voice and say "I'm Tony!" when I mentioned him. I didn't understand this and I still don't now. My Nana hated it, so I assume it was a reference to a horror movie or something.

It's kind of weird. I can picture Sandra just fine, as if I still talk to her today. She had a pink overlay, so I'll describe her normally.

Her hair was white, and her skin colour was pale. Her eyes were black and she wore a strange looking dress. The dress was grey. It looked a lot like the dress that girl from The Ring wears, but I find that weird because at that age I didn't know what The Ring even was.

That's all.