Jesse that was his name. I'll never forget him. He was six years old when he disappeared. He always talked to me about his friend from the sea. At first I thought it was an imaginary friend, but I was very wrong.
Jesse was four years old when he started talking about a 'friend' of his. He claimed that it had no name but that it's head looks like a bubble. Later on he announced that this thing was named Mr. BubbleHead.
When he was 5, Jesse started saying that it could speak a bit of English. Every time that I would ask him what would his friend tell him, he would always respond " Oh mommy, I can't tell you what Mr. BubbleHead tells me." That would always scare me, despite the thought that it was imaginary.
At the age of 6, Jesse would say that his 'friend' would touch him. I couldn't take it anymore. I looked at Jesse square in the eyes and told him to stop playing with Mr. BubbleHead. After telling him that he got mad and ran into his room. I felt guilty so I went to see him in his roo