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I used to believe that by walking between the right trees in the forest I would be transported to a magical land. I also believed that the markings on the underside of bark were secret codes and messages from fairies.
When I was 4 I used to believe that is you wished hard enough you could get anything you wanted because you believed. I was very disappointed when I woke up because I didn't have a new barbie or dress. I kept trying though just incase I didn't believe hard enough.
I use to really believe in the gold at the end of a rainbow myth. One time during a house party I saw a rainbow and I urged my mother to drive me there. She didn't know what I was talking about but she drove me to the other side of the neighborhood. Imagine my surprise when I find no leprechaun waiting there at all.
I used to believe that the tooth fairy was real. I believed this until my mom told me that your parents take your teeth and leave you money. I found out that the tooth fairy is fake.
As a child (all throughout elementary school) I believed in fairies with a few of my friends. We bought books on fairies, pretended to be fairies, and tried to find a fairy. All my childhood life I hoped to find a fairy or step into a fairy ring (circle of mushrooms) so that I, too, could turn in to a fairie.
I used to believe that there really were elves living in a specific tree at our local park. I used to get really close up to the tree and listen as hard as I could, thinking I might be able to hear them.
When I was young, my friends and I believed that there were tiny fairies everywhere, and you could travel to their world by spinning and jumping on special stepping stones.
.. you know the tooth fairy story righhtt... well.. when I was 5 I was so excited to lose my first tooth so I could receive some money from the tooth fairy like the other kids did .. I eventually did and was so happy I went to sleep early and kept the tooth under the pillow I told my parents they were excited too and they told me I would receive money from the fairy... I woke up in the morning and with excitement I whipped my pillow up .. and realize there was nothing.. at all.. I checked around my bed, to find my tooth on the floor with my toys... looked like the tooth fairy forgot about me...... and so did my parents .... thanks mum & dad that was my first tooth too.
Once I received my first dollar bill from the Tooth Fairy, it dawned on me that that was where all money must come from. So I used to believe that the Tooth Fairy made our money. It was even further proven to me by that cursive signature at the bottom of paper money. I couldn't read yet and I thought it said "Tooth Fairy".
Disney once told me Every time a baby giggles a fairy is born. I believed it and asked my mom how many times i giggled!
when i was little i used to believe the 'fairy dust' that was sprinkled over my dollar i received when i lost a tooth would make me fly, so i would collected up the dust and sprinkle it over myself and spend my afternoons jumping off the bottom of my stairs...
I use to believe in the toothfairy until i found all my missing baby teeth in my mom's jewlery box drawer.
I used to believe that the tooth fairy would take your tooth, and add it to her home, like her home was a palace made out of all the teeth in the world, and that she had a section of her palace for each person, and she would have molar stools and teeth walls, etc., and that she would label the rooms according to your name, like: Adora Fae's room, it used a lot of imagination, but when I was 7 I stopped believing in the tooth fairy, but before that, I used to think that she was evil, and hated me, because I lost my tooth on Christmas, and she didn't come... :(
When I was little there was this gardening store by where i lived. It was set up really nice there was a gazebo and they decorated it for all of the holidays. They had the most amazing looking plants. It looked magical so until i was about 8 i believed that it was run by faeries.
I used to believe the Tooth Fairy was a small winged rabbit dressed like Tinkerbell.
When I lost my first tooth the tooth fairy left me a note under my pillow and signed it Phoebe. I was little and had never seen this name before so as i tried to pronounce it out loud my mom corrected my pronunciation halfway through the name, from across the room. Nice job mom, I didn't even get to believe in the tooth fairy. Maybe she did it so she didn't have to give me any money.
i used to believe that i had really long blonde hair like repanzel and that i used to swing from trees with my long hair.
When I was young I was so convinced that the Tooth Fairy was real. My dad is so creative, he made "a tooth fairy trap", I can barely remember it but it involved string and paper and like a cage... we set down ink so she would walk in it and leave foot prints. The next morning there was little footprints all over my paper and money under my pillow. I understood completely why she didnt get caught, cause she is way too little and fast. when i got older i realized my dad used my Barbie shoes to create the footprints.. :(
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.
i believe in the tooth fairy so much that i make paper bags for her!