Sappy Story up ahead

This image is actually very personal for me concerning what it represents. Now, I am here hoping that a good many authors or artists will admit that they once had an imaginary friend since that is what hints creativity in a child. (Or, from what I have read) But, unlike everyone else who probably made up there own, I had Sally Acorn from Sonic the Hedgehog. (Ironic that I had her and never made up one and yet here I am an artist and writer )

Anywho, she was it and I have to say I probably had her by my side for many years since nobody would be my friend as I grew up. She was my only friend from when I was...five, I believe, to when I was possibly 14 or so. Amazing, eh? Well, it's hard to get friends when you are a shut-in thanks to all the torment people put you through. Not to mention, growing up, I was probably the first female gamer in my area when I was a youngen and I was shunned for that one. =/ I was also a fighter when I was young and got into many fights with many people. It, more or less, made girls scared to be near me because I was so rough. But, when I had nobody to talk to and nobody to play with, I took Sally from the Sonic comics I started collecting since I thought she was the best thing since sliced bread and had her be by my side. (She was everything I wish I could be in a way)

If anything, when I hit depression 2002, I wish I could have brought her back since nobody was there to help me through that time. My parents and family were no help...they kept breathing down my neck about what I would eat...and my online friends around the time were as depressed, suicidal, and cutters just like I was back then! (I am not anymore)

I guess that is why I love Sally so much and I cannot stand all those "Anti-Sally" sites. Not to mention that stupid excuse to hate her because she is a 'naked-talking squirrel who needs to die'. It hits me pretty hard but I try to avoid those images and sites at all costs. For everyone else, they created theirs...but I didn't and so it's harder for me to come across the hate sites and shrug it off. More or less, I break down into tears. But if anything, Sally was always there for me even though I made up our experiences in my mind...but that is how a creative mind works. Enjoy the image.