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I used to think my mom was a witch because whilst sitting at a red light she would always know exactly when it would turn green and I assumed she was doing it with her witch powers. I was dumbfounded for the longest time until I started driving and realized you could glean this information from the walk/don't walk signs.
At some point in my childhood I seriously believed that my parents were a witch and a warlock and that the lounge was actually a cave with a cauldren in the middle of it, but everything looked normal because they had put a spell on it. I would try and sneak up quietly and catch them out before it changed back to a living room but they were always too quick for me
I used to believe there were two witches in my room when i went to bed;one far under my covers constantly trying to eat my feet and another flying around my room.
I believed that an aunt was a witch. Whenever she came to visit she was always dressed in black. Later, when she moved closer to us & purchased a restaurant, she became mad at her husband (my uncle-in-law) and raised her hands up in a hexing stance & growled. I was sure she was a witch! I was about 7 years old.
My mother told me that if I didn't keep my feet covered with the blankets when I slept witches would come from under the bed and eat my feet off. To this day I need something covering my feet at night ( even in summer )...ta Mum
I used to think my mom was a witch, because when I misused a toy she would take it, put her hands behind her back, and make it disappear. I lost many toys this way, and even after searching her many times when she did this and not finding my toy, even now that I'm in my teens I still cannot figure out what she did with all those toys.. Maybe someday I'll figure it out!
My mother always told me that if I didn't break up my egg shells then the witches would use them to sail across the water to get the fairies. I have crushed my egg shells ever since and even make my husband do it too!
I used to have a habit of having my feet sticking out the end of my bed.. for one reason or another my parents didn't like it and so told me that the witches would fly down and eat my toes! From that day forward I have never slept with my toes peeking out of the duvet and even if they did they go straight back in even now!
We live near Washington, D.C. and when I was little, my mom used to tell me that Georgetown University was the Wicked Witch of the West's castle (the buildings look just like a creepy, dark castle). She would tell me that if I misbehaved, she would tell the Wicked Witch to have her monkeys fly to get me. Freaked me OUT!
I used to think that my mom was a witch (She had an evil witch laugh), and if I hid under the kitchen table, she couldn't see me.
Because my step mother's birthday was on Halloween, I thought she was a witch. I always wanted to be with my dad on Halloween because I wanted to see her turn into a black cat.
When I was little my dad told me that in the movie The Wizard of Oz when the wicked witch was flying outside the emerald castle, she was drawing in the air with her farts and that's how she was able to draw with her broom. I believed that until I was a freshman in high school and was told otherwise.
I used to believe there were witches, fairies and magic and that normal people were some of them. So, I didn't like people.
When I was 9 I thought I was Sabrina the teenage witch's sister. (my names Carina so ya no) I would always get very mad at this one boy because he didn't believe me. I told myself that one day, when I turned 16, I would take over the world alongside my "sister" and we would turn the boy into a talking cat. (like salem)
When i was little i used to believe that the Witches were out to get me. I used to be convinced that they were hiding at the bottom of my bed and in the night i'd feel a cold clammy hand reaching up to grab my feet. i also thought they set traps around the house for me, so if i turned the hot tap on before the cold, or took only one tissue from the box, or stepped on a certain bit of ground they could take me away to their lair... the only thing was, i didn't know what was a trap, and what i had to do to fall into it... so i lived in fear of being abducted by the witches
I also believed, when i was even younger, that there were pixies in my room, and i lived with the curtains shut for fear of opening them to find a pixie face pressed against the glass. I thought if i was awake at night they'd get me, and then of course i was too scared to get to sleep, so i hid under the covers and cried with terror, hoping my mum would hear me and come save me from them, but the catch was that if the pixies heard me crying they'd know i was awake, so i had to cry silently, so my mum never heard me!
i used to think that when i went to the bathroom at the end of the hallway, i had to run back to the living room or else a witch would jump out and grab me where the hallway turns. the weird thing was that somehow i could ru through the witch.
i still run through that hallway.
i thought that my sister-in-law was a witch. i was only about 5 or 6 at this time so i asked her, "are you a witch cuz ur nose looks like a witch's nose." my dad, mom, sister, and brother yelled at me but my sister-in law said it looked that way cuz she broke it.
I used to believe that Sabrina The Teenage Witch was rich, and i looked forward to my 16th birthday to see if i was a witch/wizard, i used to always try pointing at things to see if anything would happen, but nothing ever did, lol
I'm only 15 still, lets wait till my birthday to find out the truth, lol
When I was little, I used to sleep with the window blinds open. But, after I saw The Wizard of Oz I wouldn't let my parents open the blinds because I thought a witch would come and get me.
I used to believe and hope that once I turned 16, my parents would tell me that I was really a witch and I would have to start learning how to use my powers. I believed this after watching "Sabrina the Teenage Witch"
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