A childhood belief about in my closet

When I was little, about five years old, I used to believe that there was a magic portal much like the ones in the old He-Man and She-Ra cartoons in my closet. Every night, at around nine-thirty, I believed that a blue witch and a pink faerie popped out of my closet to make sure I was asleep, and then had parties along with a vampire queen and the Addams Family. I also used to believe that they would hold parties with the magic genie living in this old perfume bottle of my mom that I had kept.

I still have that bottle somewhere . . .