make-believe: fairies

I used to believe in the toothfairy. When I put one of my teeth in a glass of water I would find money there the next day. One day I stole my grandfathers "teeth", pulled one by one off using some tools and put them in a glass of water. There was no money the next day, only an angry old man and we had soup for dinner...

First I loved the fairy because I received money in return for a tooth. One year though, I forgot to put my tooth under my pillow, and the next morning I just happened to find a note saying, "Give me tooth by tonight!". I ran to my mom and told her that the tooth fairy is mean because she forces kids to sell their body parts in exchange for money.

I used to believe that there was a toenail fairy. When I was about 5 someting happened to my big toenail to make it slowly fall off. When it finally completely seperated from my toe, i told my mother, who told me to put it under my pillow and the toenail fairy would come. Sure enough, the next morning there was a crisp dollar bill under my pillow.
I always bragged to everyone how i got money from the toenail fairy and no one knew what i was talking about.
In case you were wondering, my toenail did grow back fully.

When i was about 5 or 6, none of my teeth were wobbly, and i wanted money. So when my dogs tooth fell out i decided to trick the tooth fairy, by putting my dogs tooth under my pillow. When i woke up, there were a bunch of dog biscuits under my pillow. I was dissapointed.

When I was very young, I was talking to my grandpa with my parents in the room about fairies. He picked up that all the fairies I was talking about were female, so he asked me why there weren't any male fairies. My reply? "Don't be silly, their penises would fall out when they were flying around!"

When i was little my dad used to reflect light off his watch onto the wall and tell me it was tinkerbell the fairy off peter pan.
He never sat me in front of the tv or anything to make me shut up, just shined his watch on the wall just high enough so i couldn't touch it. I used to spend hours jumping up the wall to try and "catch" her........
This practice stopped when i ran at the wall in frustration and ended up with a nosebleed....

I use to believe that the things rattling around in spray paint cans were baby teeth that the tooth fairy sold to the paint company, that's how she got her money

When I was about 7 and had just lost a tooth, a friend broke the news to me that my mother was the tooth fairy. I thought she meant my mother was the tooth fairy for everybody! I was in complete awe and asked her where she kept all the teeth.

My dad used to call the toothfairy and haggle with her a fair price for my tooth. I would always get scared when he would say "$10 dollars or nothing" and beg him to go lower. I once even got a vcr.

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.. :(

My little daughter (named Wendy)has watched Peter Pan so many times that she thinks that when she turns twelve she will suddenly have little brothers and will go to neverland with Peter Pan

I used to believe that at night when I was asleep all my furniture including my bed was replaced with identical copies by the fairies. I started putting a cross in pen on my bed to fool them. They obviously sussed it though because they always copied that too.

When I was younger, I had minor health problems that my family was unaware of until later. Because of these, I could alway see these funny things that happened from not enough oxygen getting to my brain. Well, I would always stand up in class and say, "There they are, get them!!" and try to catch these "fuzzy things." Of course, I was the only one who could see them and couldn't figure out why the teacher kept having conferences with my parents.

I used to believe that my aunt had fairies living at teh bottom of her garden. we used to see their silhouettes flying about and once I even saw one riding a horse. Many years later I found out the it was all created by a projector in the shed.

When I was little, one of my baby teeth had a cavity, so we didn't bother getting it filled in since it would fall out in time. When it did fall out, my sister said the tooth fairy wouldn't want it since it had a big hole in it.
I said, "Well, maybe she can use it as a toilet or a wastebasket."
So that night I left the tooth fairy a note, giving her different ideas for what to use the tooth for. I was so excited in the morning when the tooth was gone. I really thought the tooth fairy liked my ideas! ^-^

When I was little I never believed in the tooth fairy even though it was explained to me. I believed that when I left a tooth under the pillow over night the tooth would crumble revealing the dollar that was always inside it.
One time in school a tooth fell out and I put it in my pocket. Sometime in the day it must have fallen out, I lost it. I imagined some kid walking through the hallway the next day finding my dollar on the ground.

When I was 2 or 3, I would get fever blisters ALL the time. My brother, about 9 or 10 at that time, told me that there was a "scab fairy" and if I picked the scabs off of my fever blisters and put them under my pillow, the scab fairy would bring my a penny. I totally believed him, and that night, I put my scab under my pillow. I was so disappointed in the morning when I woke up and there was no penny. I thought that maybe the scab had come out from under my pillow, so the scab fairy didn't see it when she looked. I told my brother about it, he started laughing, and I then realized that there was no scab fairy.

I had a beautiful little pillow with a pocket on the front and a note to the tooth fairy that I loved, but it always ended up under my moms pillow becuase I was adamant the tooth fairy would crawl in my ear and pull my brains out instead of taking my tooth. i still get queasy at the thought of it today.