Dear Mommy,

I had a talk with Cathie last night. I don't know if you'll believe me or just tell me again that she's my imaginary friend. But Mom I saw her for real.

She sneaks in my room, and I think its funny that I randomly get to a position and pretend to be asleep because I thought she was you.

Well, it was just you who gets in my bedroom around 11:30 pm late.

At first few seconds, she just stood in there as she closed the door behind her. Her looks made me think she's already 20 in years , less or so.

I saw her eyes in glowing red, and her cheeks are swolen pink. She was wearing white clothe, and her hair is straight bouncing to her waist as she walks slowly towards me.

She pats my cheek, and I felt her soft hand scooping my cheek while her thumb is gently rubbing my face.

She told me...