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When I was in High School my mom had a friend who was a Wiccan.I didn't understand much about it but I thought it was all about power and so I snuck over to the lady's house from what I saw on TV and movies Wiccans were always teaching teenagers. What I got was a long boring lecture on Ethics and she said I was too young to teach.Boy was I disappointed!Then I thought how dumb I was to think my mom would be friends with an evil witch.
I thought my mother was a witch until I was well into my teens. She just seemed so magical in the way she moved, and always knew exactly what to say. As a child, I always thought that when I came of age, she would tell me I was a witch too, and would train me in the ways of magic. I really liked Halloweentown.
Until I was 8 I used to think that women who wore eye liner were witches.
After watching Matilda, I was convinced I would have magical powers if I harnessed them long enough. When I was 8, I spent my one entire lunch period of 45 minutes staring at a leaf.
When I was little we kept our bikes in the garage in front of the car, along with the lawn mower and gas cans. As a result, the garage smelled like gas, and I convinced myself that if I breathed in the air in the garage, the witch that lived there would enter my body and possess it. Needless to say, I became very practiced at drawing a huge breath of air, racing into the garage, grabbing my bike, and dashing out the door, all before breathing in again.
When I was little, I believed that radio towers were where witches lived. The bigger the tower, the more powerful the witch. If a witch caught you on or near her (because only women were witches), she would kill you, make you into pancakes, and eat you with lots of butter and syrup.
When I was little, my brother told me that if I wouldn't go to sleep, the witches would get me. To this day I still can't sleep without the covers on me no matter how hot it is because of the witches. Thanks, bro.
the summer that I turned 11 I waited out side on the step all summer for my hogwarts letter... ;D
I Once Believed That My Sister Was A Witch And I Was A Warlock!
She Told Me That When We Were Born There Was Witchcraft in Our Nighborhood.
Now I Know She Was Kidding Me!
when i was younger my aunts nose job went wrong so her nose came out long and pointy. For a long time i thought that she was a witch.
When I was little, I thought there was a second me inside the mirror that was a witch and if I stared at myself long enough I would have magic powers.
I used to think when i went to bed at night a witch would come and cut my ears off if i didnt cover them when i went to bed
when i younger, i always thought that when i had a headache it was just Voldemort getting closer to me... (i read Harry Potter)
When I was little, there were always commercials for the Blair Witch Project on TV. I would make my dad get rid of the witches before I went to sleep. However, looking under the bed wasn't enough. I made him spray 'Witch Replant' all over my room. It was actually Lysol spray that he took a sharpie to.
i used to believe i would get my letter to hogwarts when i turned 11
Ever since I can remember, my family would visit my aunt and uncle for the holidays. Whenever we got there, I would play with all of the cousins in a big group. Every time that we went outside, my cousins would tell me that I couldn't go too far out in the woods because a witch lived just past the line of sight. It took many years of staying inside the house to finally figure out that it was a lie.
When I was about seven, I convinced my little sister that I was actually Hermione Granger from Harry Potter and that every night I flew to Hogwarts with Ron and Harry. She believed me until she was about twelve.
I used to believe that an evil witch would get me when I was trying to sleep at night. I would always tell my mom that I was scared. The witch in the Snow White movie was really scary to me at the time. Being in the dark creeped me out, because I thought a witch could fly in through the window and attack me.
Because of a poem, I believed that if I always put pepper in my hair, witches would leave me alone, because, you know, they sniff you before they eat you, and the pepper would make them sneeze and you'd be able to get away!
When I was about 6 yrs old, my sister convinced me that our parents were witches. She said that we wouldn't get our powers until we turned 15. She also convinced me they were evil and practiced their magic after we were put to bed. I believed this until I was 8, the day I confronted my parents about it. They laughed at me but I persisted to get them to confess. Then my sister comes in and says, "Really? I was kidding."