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I always thought that light bugs were faires. When you were really good you would see them everywhere and when I was bad I couldn't see any.
When I was little I never bought the whole Santa Clause story but I did believe in the Tooth Fairy.
Every time I lost a tooth I'd be awake when "she" came in to put money under my pillow and take my tooth away.
I was always tempted to turn around and catch her in the act but I was afraid that she would bash me in the head with her magic wand, so I stayed put.
you know how you stare at an object, let's say its blue, and then you look at a wall, maybe its an orange wall? and you can see the remnants of that blue object - because of the colour spectrum, optical trickiness? yeah well, i used to think that those optical illusions were fairies and they were naughty fairies because they would only show themselves to me - no-one else could see them. so everyone thought i was a little tweety in the head.
When i was four i used to believe that fairies and frogs lived in my room and came alive when i was asleep. I still get teased about the fairies living in my room.......and i get awakened by the croaking.
When I was little I used to be scared about putting lost teeth under my pillow. The idea of the tooth fairy coming into my room and going under my pillow really frightened me.
Belief no. 2 involves Vicky-the-girl-who-lived-up-the-road-in Kent. She looked quite pixie-ish and had a wierd cuckoo clock which, she claimed, could be used to communicate with the fairy world. I can remember on (sadly) more than one ocasion all the kids on the street going along to her bedroom to be transported to the fairy world. However there was always some reason why we couldn't go - it was too late, or the main person/fairy we needed to talk to wasn't in! Boo!
Walking through the woods near my Grandma's house one day I came upon a small wooden treasure chest filled with treasures. I was sure the woods-fairies put it there, not my Grandma. She has never confessed!
When I was younger my friend susan and I really believed in faeries. But we were convinced that they didn't have clothes and they were going to be very cold during the winter time. So when it came to Autmn/Fall and the rain was setting in we made some tiny outfits for the faeries. I have to say they were quite well made. We weren't too disappointed when we found that the faeries hadn't taken the clothes the next morning, we just put it down to the fact that they didn't want to touch anything that the humans had touched. How cute were we?!
I used to think that little fairies lived in the electrical outlits and I would sit around the outlits in my house for hours at a time talking to them. I even left them some food crumbs to eat sometimes. Then I believed that when I slept, the fairies would come out and tap me with their wands and that was what gave me my dreams.
When I was a little girl I used to try to catch the tooth fairy. I believed that if I put an open hand under my pillow (and around my tooth) I would feel her, wake up, and close my hand, thus catching the fairy. Alas, I never did.
I belived that the fluffy round dandelion seeds that float about were fairies and that if you caught one and made a wish and then blew it away agin it would come true. I still call them fairies today :)
My Dad told me when I was 5 that fairies wouldn't let people see them because cruel people often catch them and keep them in jam jars. He helped me write a note to them, to say that I wouldn't do that. I'm 27 now, and my dad still keeps that note in his wallet!
I used to believe that the tooth fairy lived in my door-latch. I had asked my dad one day and he said so (probably because he couldn't think of anything, and he was standing by the door-latch). And for years, every time I walked past it, I would try to see if I could get a glimpse of the tooth fairy.
When I was little I would look out the window at night and see fireflies. I used to believe they were fairies. I know it's lame, but I still believe in fairies.
I used to believe that I was the only person who knew that fairy tales weren't real. I would move stuff around the house or steal random bits of nothing and bury it out back so that they'd think the Borrowers had taken it. I had imaginary imaginary friends.
I used to believe that there were fairies and elves living in every tree and plant. I used to talk to the trees and plants hoping the fairies and elves would come out and play with me.
My parents used to tell me the tooth fairy had to levitate me in order to get the tooth from under my pillow, so one year I decided to stay awake and see what happened with that. Well, I fell asleep anyway, but whilst putting the money under my pillow, my mother woke me up enough to give me the idea that I'd been levitated. I was thrilled, and ran into the hallway whooping with joy. I believed in the tooth fairy for an embarrassingly long time, especially since I was over the Santa lie by the time I was five.
The babysitter used to take us out for "fairy hunts" in the woods behind the house. After two hunts without seeing any fairies, I stayed in the house, believing I was a jinx and the fairies wouldn't come out if I was there. Sure enough, next time I stayed behind, and they came back grinning, with fantastic stories about the fairies I had missed that day. Dang! ;-)
I used to put out stuff for the fairies" when I was about 9. Once I invited one over in a letter and was really dissapointed when she didn't turn up!!!!!!
i used to belief that fairys lived underneath my pillow when my i was off school i saw my mum washing the pillow i told her to stop but i thought drowned them