I was about 5. Sitting in the living room. Watching something on TV, Blue’s Clues probably.
I heard an odd sound… to my right. I didn’t know what it is.
I looked around. I didn’t see anything. I saw a strange glowing from the fireplace. I crawled over to it.
There was a strange whispering coming from the fireplace.
“Let me out.“
I screamed and ran to my mommy. I jabbered on about the man in the fireplace.
“Oh, really? Cool!” she said.
She didn’t listen.
For a couple of weeks I talked to the man in the fireplace.
He likes green. His name is Parson. He’s missing his forehead.
We became best friends. I made a little hole in the wood so I could give him food. All I could see were his glowing green eyes.
My mom thought I had an imaginary friend.