Did you have an imaginary friend growing up?

Pretty self-explanatory, I think. Who was he/she/it? Did you give them up at any point?

Mine was named Slimer, and resembled a lemming from the game Lemmings. There was really nothing special about him, other than the fact that he always had a gun that shot slime. Which, to my young self, was totally awesome. I guess we just had to go our separate ways eventually, and just stopped hanging out. It happened gradually to boot, and I always kind of regretted never giving him an official farewell. I hope there aren’t any lingering feelings on his end.