Worried, your parents look at you talking alone in your bedroom. You were excited and very happy with the imaginary man that you were used to call "Dr Gideon" or just "Gideon".

You eyes were glowing and you smiled cutely to the air, the nothing, the wall . . .

At the night you could always see him, he was a Scientist so. Why your mother and father couldn't see him . . . It makes you sad because you want to make him their friend too . . .

You stopped playing and you looked sad at the floor, knowing that your parents will never believe you. You start to tear up a bit and hold your teddy bear a bit tighter.