When Your Child's Best Friend Is Make-Believe
Plosheye was my brother's best friend and the two would talk by phone for hours, while my parents watched, and grinned. Once in awhile I asked for a turn, but my attempts at conversation were met with silence. He's shy, my mother would say. He doesn't like you, my brother would declare. Eventually it occurred to me that he didn't actually exist.
Lisa Belkin, Contributor
Senior Columnist, The Huffington Post