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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.
When I was in Preschool, my teacher would put little green boot prints along the wall leading out the window and said that the Leprechauns had visited us the night before and left us gifts. They were the little chocolate coins wrapped in foil. I, of course believed that teachers weren't allowed to lie so it had to be true. Later that day, I managed to get one of my friends to help me look for leprechauns in all the patches of clover because I wanted more chocolate coins.
I believed that fireflies were fairies. This belief became even more true for me after watching Ferngully, where all the fairies when they flew, left behind a colored glow. On top of that I never say a firefly up close so I never knew it was a bug until many years afterwards. So I stuck to my story for a good few years!
I used to believe I had a personal pixie that used to follow me around stealing things of mine that I had on me at the time and relocating them. This would explain why I would always find them in weird places. Actually, let's be honest, I still believe this!!
I thought that if I drew a tiny door on a wall and knock on it three times, that i would be able to go to a land of faries and mythical creatures.
aged 4 or 5 my mum told me that fairies lived in the circles in the patterns of the curtains in my parents' bedroom so i used to hide under the bed and wait for them to come out and play.
When I was younger, I seriously believed Peter Pan was real and would take me away to Neverland.
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 butterflies are fairies that crossed the rainbow
I believed that lightning bugs were faeries....
::sigh:: I miss those enchanted years of my youth.
As a child my world was filled with horror movies and Discovery channel shows, but i very muchly believed in monsters, i thought the lights in the woods were crazed satanists who were going to steal me from my bed and sacrifice me to bring some monster into the world (they later turned out to be a nearby house on the other side of the trees). Now, in my 20s... I believe in faeries. it is they who make my socks vanish when i do laundry, who strategically relocate car keys, term papers, my driver's license, and anything that they know i'll be loking for soon. Sometimes they intentionally remind me of something they've moved just to watch me spend a half hour tearing the room apart to find it. There are baseball-bat wielding Inspiration Fairies, metallic golden Desk Avalanche Gnomes carefully testing the strata of books, papers, toys, bubble wrap, and the like for instablities while making sure the stuff I actually need is on the top, sock-filchers and mysterious-undergarment-stain painters, and many more besides, and I don't want them to ever go away.
Without any prompting from stories or movies, I believed faeries, elves, and many other such creatures were real from a very young age... faeries were generally small and had wings, but elves were beautiful people, roughly human-sized with long pointy ears, usually had no wings, liked to sing to the stars at night, and sometimes gatheried into great shining elven armies and made war on bad creatures or people who really pissed them off. Maybe I was accidentally channelling JRR Tolkien or something. :D That was all before I read my big bro's Dungeons & Dragons set, too. Imagine my surprise some years later when I read Lord of the Rings...
I used to believe when i lost a tooth, if i put this under my pillow, a mouse wiil take this in the night and it exchange this for money.
When I was a girl, I thought there was a Pérez mouse that if I left my teeth on the ceiling in a box to take it away leaving money in the same box and if they saw my tooth good taken care of, I would that my tooth grow fast and beautiful for be a little girl with a cute smile.
When I was small, my mother and grandmother had huge iris gardens and they told me that faeries lifed in the top enclosed part of an iris flower. I'm 50 and still believe it.
When i was little i used to belive that the tooth fairy and my mom were best friends all b\c of a little white lie she told me. I used to always smell the money that the tooth fairy gave me and it always smelled like my mom. so when day i asked her " mom, why does the tooth fairy smell like you" and she reponded" b/c she came to me and asked me what perfume i wore, so since i knew she liked it i told santa to get it for her". boy, didnt i think i was the coolest girl. my mom was friends with santa and the tooth fairy.
I used to believe there were little men with spoons inside nailpolish bottles stirring the nailpolish when you shake it. I couldn't wait until my mom got to the end of the bottle so I could try to let them out to play
When I was little, I used to believe that fairies were friendly to kids and gave them presents (like the tooth fairy). Then my sister read me a poem (can't remember the name of it) and I began to believe that fairies were evil little creatures that come out into your bedroom in the night and kidnap you. Then, I believed you would be trapped in the fairies world or demension forever as a prisoner. Eventually, I learned that fairies are just make-believe.
I was so afraid of the tooth fairy, that whenever I lost a tooth, I begged my parents to put it in another room, like the kitchen, instead of under my pillow. I guess I believed she would do something to me, like pull on my hair, and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
When I was little, my dad told me that in addition to the tooth fairy, there was also a freckle fairy-if one of your freckles fell off and you put it under your pillow, the freckle fairy would come and give you ten dollars.