A childhood belief about i'm different

When me and my three cousins and my sister were small, we made believe that we were actually half birds and half people, like a mix between faries and angels, about 15 cm high. We were stuck in human form temporarily, and after a few years (or when we became old), we would revert back to our original form. We had wings on our backs, and we would fly from tree to tree, across states and countries, learning more and eating food from peoples windows.

Since we had favorite colors, like mine was pink, and for the other cousins, red, green etc, we made believe that our feathers were those colors.

Similarly, we had a parallel belief that we were super-people who ruled over a galaxy of our own, and that although we could not get there for a while (being exiled or kept out by some evil force, we could still create worlds and stars in it by throwing paper pieces out of the balcony or window and saying a few special words. And that would have capes to wear in our favorite colors.

We'd have a hierarchy based on age. And our thrones would be proportionately large. We'd ride through our states and even planets on magical beasts (also depending on our age). The oldest would ride a tiger, the youngest a cat.

It got pretty real, and sometimes I still wish it were true.