Sharing Imaginary Friends

My older brother and I shared the same imaginary friend, an indian brave, named Jeremy. We had been living out in the country, in Michigan, for about two years and adopted a favorite oak tree in the tree line of our property. One day, we started including Jeremy in our playtime.

He was tall, and never spoke, he was just assisted us in whenever we had to use our "muskets" to hold off outlaws. He was the only one we ever had.