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I live in a cottage and there's a hole in one of the beams on the stairs, with a bit of wood stuck in it. I used to believe that it was a lever, if I could get this lever-thing out of the hole, I would be transported to fairyland.
Sadly, the wood hasn't come out yet....
I cried on my 15th birthday because i was too old to be taken to neverland.
When I was really young, my mom was friends w/ a dental hygenist who told me she new the tooth fairy personally, and that she really liked me b/c I took good care of my teeth. And one night I looked out of my window a was convinced that I could see her hanging out around my window b/c she liked me so much. Much later I learned it was a street lamp.
Whenever I had my head turned the other direction, my dad told me that there were elves running across our fence. I never saw one. <sigh>
My dad used to tell me that the orange fiery sparks that flew up the chimney from our open log fire we always had at Christmas time were fairies, off to report back to Father Christmas on my behaviour and, if I'd been good, to tell him what I wanted to unwrap on the big day...
I used to believe that if I fell asleep at my grandmother's house, I would somehow be magically whisked away home to my own bed the next day. I thought the babysitting fairies took pity on me and sent me home while I slept:)
My son used to think that the Tooth Fairy was a magic, flying ferry boat and when he was grown he told me he always wondered how it could get through his bedroom door because it was so huge.
When I was little I used to think the little knot hole in the wall next to my bed was were the tooth fairy lived.
When I was little I used to believe that when I blew bubbles, there was a little fairy inside each one that would be set free once the bubble finally popped. I suppose I got this idea from seeing Glinda the Good Witch come out of that big pink bubble in The Wizard of Oz.
I used to believe in the tooth fairy without a doubt because my brother called the tooth fairy (actually my sister, who was in on the joke) and I heard him talking to her. I belived it for years!
When we were out in the woods taking my little cousin Rachael for a walk, (she was about 4-5 at the time), she was looking at the flowers shouting, "Look! A boy fairy hat! And look! A girl fairy hat too!" She'd been looking at the wild flowers, and thought the blue flowers were for boy hats and the pink for girls.
I also had a big tree in my back yard with a door shaped "knot" at the bottom. I was positive a colony of naked elves lived in the tree and my best friend convinced me that we should lay my barbie clothes outside the tree for them so they wouldn't catch cold.
I spent the day finding my best and warmest barbie clothes and much to my happiness and surprise, the clothes were gone the next morning! I bragged to my friend that they had enjoyed our gift.
It wasn't until a month later that my friend confessed that she had taken the clothes! I was so mad.
When i was little, i used to believe that the tooth fairy lived in the garden of Eden with Adam and Eve. I always thought she was one of the angels that kicked them out
I used to think that the 'floaters' you sometimes see behind your eyes were fairies. I got many, many odd looks from people when they heard me talking to them, and I built little houses in the backyard for them, complete with furniture made of moss and sticks.
When my friend and I were in 3rd grade we believed in leprchauns, and started our own leprechaun club, We made leprechaun stew and left it in a hole until the next recess, and it had magically disappeared! We even looked in the grass and "found" the letters T, Y, K, and M: T being thank, Y being you, K being the first letter of my name, and M being the first letter of my friends name. The best part is that we got the whole school looking for leprechauns. We still laugh to this day.
My next door neighbour's garden had a lamppost like the one in Narnia, and I believed that when it snowed it was possible to cross over into Narnia if i could just get into the garden. But I was very short and I couldn't climb the fence, so I'll never know if it was true or not.
i used to believe that Peter Pan would take me to Neverland but only if i told stories so everynight before i fell asleep i would tell my stuffed animals stories about Cinderella, Snow White, and ofcourse Peter Pan. I'm still waiting for him to show up. :)
Up until I was 9 years old, I was absolutely CONVINCED I was a fairy. I'm the only brunette kid in my entire family and all of my siblings have blue eyes, while I have green. I accused my mom of lying to me, saying that I was really adopted, so how could she know if I wasn't a fairy? Then she showed me pictures and FOOTAGE of my birth... It was proof enough for me to decide that I'm not a fairy, and that if I ever want to have kids, I'm going to need serious mental therapy.
As a child I believed in fairies as I found one (a doll) in a tree on a walk with my brother and sister - only to find out later about aged 8, that my Dad had placed the dolls there a few minutes earlier. Embarrassing.
I used to believe that smurfs were real. I never ate mushrooms. I still don't eat them.
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