fairiesShow most recent or highest rated first.
page 9 of 28
< 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 >
When i was little my best friend told me there was a different tooth fairy for each street. She said that her block had Tinkerbell and that my tooth fairy wasn't as good. At four years old, this was devastating news, and I wanted to move on my friend's block so I could have Tinkerbell.
Whe I was wee I had a fear of faries and flowers, which, as you can imaginge, is odd for a wee girl. Here is the reason why.
When I was begining to read, my auntie bought me a lovely little book about a fairy village, but instead of houses, they lived in flowers.
Why, would this scare me you ask?
When I was 2, my brother was showing of infront of his friends and told me that if you went any where near faries the would jump out and kill me with a big knife then set me on fire.
I live in a cottage and there's a hole in one of the beams on the stairs, with a bit of wood stuck in it. I used to believe that it was a lever, if I could get this lever-thing out of the hole, I would be transported to fairyland.
Sadly, the wood hasn't come out yet....
My next door neighbour's garden had a lamppost like the one in Narnia, and I believed that when it snowed it was possible to cross over into Narnia if i could just get into the garden. But I was very short and I couldn't climb the fence, so I'll never know if it was true or not.
When I was really young, my mom was friends w/ a dental hygenist who told me she new the tooth fairy personally, and that she really liked me b/c I took good care of my teeth. And one night I looked out of my window a was convinced that I could see her hanging out around my window b/c she liked me so much. Much later I learned it was a street lamp.
Whenever I had my head turned the other direction, my dad told me that there were elves running across our fence. I never saw one. <sigh>
My dad used to tell me that the orange fiery sparks that flew up the chimney from our open log fire we always had at Christmas time were fairies, off to report back to Father Christmas on my behaviour and, if I'd been good, to tell him what I wanted to unwrap on the big day...
I used to believe that if I fell asleep at my grandmother's house, I would somehow be magically whisked away home to my own bed the next day. I thought the babysitting fairies took pity on me and sent me home while I slept:)
My son used to think that the Tooth Fairy was a magic, flying ferry boat and when he was grown he told me he always wondered how it could get through his bedroom door because it was so huge.
When I was little I used to think the little knot hole in the wall next to my bed was were the tooth fairy lived.
I used to believe in the tooth fairy without a doubt because my brother called the tooth fairy (actually my sister, who was in on the joke) and I heard him talking to her. I belived it for years!
When I was 11 I was so obbsessed with Peter Pan, Neverland, and Tinkerbell that I would actually look on this HUGE map every night trying to find the direction to Neverland, which I never seemed to...even though I one time got the Netherlands mixed up with Neverland, but, anyway, I was so crazy that I would always check my seat before sitting down because "I didn't want to sit on Tinkerbell..." or any fairy fot that matter! I would also keep myself up late at night to see that Peter Pan would come and take me to Neverland, but, occasionally, I would fall asleep.
My little story will always have a place on my map...in my heart.
I used to love to play Playstation. We used to have a Playstation 1 before. I used to believe that for the game to work, when you put in the CD and close the lid, little fairies will appear and sprinkle pixie dust on the CD so that it'll work and appear on the TV screen. I wanted to see these fairies so sometimes, I would put in a CD, turn on the playstation, wait around 2 minutes, then while the playstation is on I would open the lid to see the fairies, but of course, there weren't any. I thought they would hide so fast somewhere in the playstation.
As a child I believed in fairies as I found one (a doll) in a tree on a walk with my brother and sister - only to find out later about aged 8, that my Dad had placed the dolls there a few minutes earlier. Embarrassing.
I used to believe that smurfs were real. I never ate mushrooms. I still don't eat them.
The tooth Fairy smoked cigars and smelled like whiskey.
My grandad used to take me to the New Forest and tell me Fairies left money in the leaves on the ground and sure enough there was! To this day I don't know if it was all a big trick, although he was quite sly
On the summer weekends, my mum and dad would take me and my little sister on walks in the woods. Dad used to tell us that the wood fairies left Opal Fruits on the stones on the bridge. So we would look on one side, but there werent any, so Dad told us to look on the other side, (while he put some on the first side) and so we would swap sides again and miraculously find Opal Fruits! We took ages, years to twig what was up.
There were never any sweets in winter, because the fairies were hibernating.
Then one summer there werent any sweets at all, and Dad told us the fairies had all moved to Florida and werent coming back.
I used to belive that Jack Frost was a real man! and that he came and painted frost on the windows at night.
On St. Patrick's day when I was in kindergarten my teacher told the class that it was the one day of the year that leprachauns could come to life. The rest of the year they were stone statues. So we all went out for recess to look for leprachauns. Our teacher would yell and point "There's one!" and "I just saw one run over there!" and we all went running where she pointed. When I hadn't seen one that day I was kind of mad that I'd have to wait a whole year before I could try again.