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One time I stayed up late trying to force my loose tooth to come out. I'll spare you the grisly details, but I used various bathroom implements to pull, pry and prod until finally the tooth came out. Because I wasn't supposed to be up so late I didn't tell my parents about the tooth coming out (they probably would have also known it wasn't loose enough), but I put the tooth under my pillow. The next morning when the tooth was still there with no money or Trident gum, I was convinced that the Tooth Fairy knew I had cheated by pulling the tooth out before it was ready.
When I was little i thot the tooth faerie came into your room and stole your teeth frum under your pillow but if your mouth was open shed get greedy and rip them all out so i always had my mouth closed shut every night i put a tooth under my pillow.
When I was younger every time I lost a tooth I would get a tiny letter that I had to read through a magnifying glass that the tooth fairy himself had signed! I heard some kids saying the tooth fairy was a girl, while mine was named Victor, so I asked my grandmother and she said that there were a lot of tooth fairies, and that she was a close personal friend of all of them. I still don't know how those tiny letters came about.
I used to look in the sun and see specks, and i thought they were fairies flying gracefully down into my room. I would always try to catch them. The specks were actually dust and it took me a while to realize that.
my sister used to believe in the tooth fairy, even though she once saw the tooth fairy and wondered why she looked so much like dad... luckily she wasn't fully awake.
i used to believe that the tooth fairy existed, untill one day, i saw my mom taking my tooth from under my pillow and putting money in.
when i was little, and lost a tooth, my mum would have me put it under my pillow so that the tooth fairy would come during the night and leave a gift. then once i put the tooth under my pillow without warning my parents first and guess what, the tooth fairy didn't come ! that's how i figured she didn't exist
i used to believe that (if you ever watched the land of the giants) that small people would come alive while you was asleep. So one night i stayed up late and kept pretending that i was asleep in the hope of little people being in my bedroom......
I was determined to prove the tooth fairy didn't exist. I figured my mistake was that I always *told* my parents when I lost a tooth and exactly when I put it under my pillow, so for the next 3 or 4 lost/pulled teeth I didn't say a word. I just kept them in a plastic Easter egg and thought when the time was right I'll put them under my pillow without telling anyone and see if I get money. Apparently that time never came. If anyone finds and orange Easter egg with a couple broken baby teeth in it, lemme know.
I used to believe that the tooth fairy came to your house to take your teeth, give you the money as a thank you, and raise your teeth and your teeth grown up to be tooth faries.
I used to believe that the Tooth Fairy made dollhouses out of the teeth she collected. I do not know why I believed this. :)
when my aunt was about six my grandmother was driving her and her friend somewhere. one of them said "i know who the tooth fairy is! it's my dad." (my grandmother can't recall who said it)
they were quiet for a minute and the other said
"well, i'm glad it's someone i know."
Every time I lost a tooth when I was little, I wrote a letter to the tooth fairy. Acctually it was more of a questionarre, with what I thought were REALLY difficult questions. So every tooth-fairy night my poor mother would have to reach under my pillow, take my well protected tooth, and the note, and answer the questions. Difficult as my mother was not very imaginative, and most of the questions were things like: "Where do you live?" "What do you do with the teeth?" and (my personal favorite) "How come some of my friends get less money than me? Is it 'cos my teeth are worth more in the market?"
When I was little and lost a tooth, I thought that I wouldn't get anything for it unless I wrote a whole letter to the tooth fairy explaining about how it was lost, how long I had used it for, and the general quality of it.
I hated writing those letters, and so one time I just decided not to write one. I was very surprised to find that the tooth fairy didn't mind, and had given me an evern better reward than usual.
When I was about two and it was Halloween, my mom dressed up as a fairy to go to a party, so naturally I assumed that she really was a fairy. Later I burst into tears when she explained that she couldn't make a picture from a magazine real for me. I was crushed!
A few months ago, my little sister, 7, found a lost tooth. She left it under her pillow along with a letter. The next morning, she was delighted to find a coin, and a letter from the tooth fairy. The tooth fairy left her a note saying thankyou for finding the tooth, and in thanks, she recieved a coin.
For weeks afterwards, my little sister went around our house and her friends, looking for teeth. She got a few strange looks from her friends when they asked what she was looking for!
u noe how u put ur teeth under the pillow wen ur small? (wen i still believed in the tooth fairy)my mother was trying to be cute and told me she heard the fluttering of wings in my room...this scared me to death and i had nightmares about this tooth fairy lol
WHEN I WAS 9 MY NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR AND I USED TO BELIEVE IN FARIES. WE ALWAYS SAW SMALL HOLES IN HER BACK YARD AND THOUGHT FARIES LIVED IN THEM. SO WE LEFT FOOD FOR THEM.HOW STUPID AM I AND I WAS 9.. TO OLD TO BELIEVE IN FAIRES
For about 3-4 years, I believed that fairies lived in the air vent of my room. Worse yet, I truly believed that I was the fairy Queen and that my human parents were just holding me until I reached the age I could control my fairy kingdom (queendom?) by myself. When I came of age, I would be escorted back and shrunken down to fairy size to rule over my country of Fairies.
When my brother was maybe 3 yrs old, I had a prism that hung from my window. I'd swing it around and rainbows would fly everywhere. I told him it was a fairy rainbow dance party. We'd put on music and dance all around the room. I was 19, but I secretly also still believed (and kinda still do, at age 30) that if we spun around fast enough, we could see the fairies that were hiding behind our backs while we danced.