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WHEN I WAS A CHILD,I USED TO BELIEVE THAT WITCHES EXISTED BECAUSE ONE DAY,I FELT THAT A WITCH PULLED MY FEET
When I was in junior high school (about 9 years ago) I believed that I could do magic. I thought that I could create my own sort of "witchcraft" using all kinds of weird things and mixing them together and putting together foolish rituals. I even believed that because of me the boy I liked broke up with his girlfriend because of my "spell". How foolish.
I was taking a walk in the park with my grumpy great-grandmother. She wanted me to sit still so that she can talk to her friends so she sat me down on a bench and pointed at one of the big buildings that toward over the park in the distance and said, "There is a witch up on that building and if you don't sit still, it will eat you." I must have sat there for a good hour and a half without taking my eyes off the witch whom - I was extremely convinced - was moving about.
I used to beleive that when I turned a certian age, my parents would tell me that I was really a very powerful witch. as I started hitting the age I thought my powers would be revealed, I figured it would just happen at some other landmark birthday. I'm now 13, and nothing yet has happened. maybe when I turn 16 ;)
When I was a kid I believed that a scary witch lived in the hallway wardrobe, outside the bedroom... Her name was 'Hufsa' and was a mean and ugly old witch that kidnapped and maybe ate kids!!!
Me and my brother shared a bedroom, and sleeped in bunkbeds. Since he was 4 years older than me he had the top one. I began sleeping with the duvet over my head, so that she wouldn't come in and take me..
And who told me about 'Hufsa'? Yes, my brother that's who... *lol* He said that she would come and take me, not him - 'cause she was so small she couldn't reach the top bunk!
At night when the lights were out, I could easily imagine there was something strange hiding amongst the coates in the wardrobe.... and strange noises and breathing I could hear... (my brother perhaps?)
Ofcourse I don't believe in 'Hufsa' anymore.., but I still have a bad habit of sleeping with the duvet over my head sometimes! *smile*
when i was little ( im 15 now) i used to believe i was a witch. i would go aroung casting spells and saying magic words....when i was 13 i tried to do a love spell on this guy and it didnt work.......i was crushed............i also stayied single
I used to beleive that the copper that my granny used to boil her clothes in was really her cauldron cos she had long hair and lived in a small farm house in the woods ,I really thought she was a witch
When I was little, we lived in a house with yellow carpet in the hallway. After watching the Wizard of Oz, I got it into my head that if I stepped on the yellow carpet, the Wicked Witch of the West would fly out of the dark bathroom at the end of the hall and kidnap me. That's when I began jumping across the hall into my room without touching the carpet in order to to avoid the Witch.
i remember sleeping in bed with my mum once when my dad was working away.....i was about 7.....and i woke up early and watched her sleeping....then a thought hit me.......i bizzarely thought that she had become inhabited by a witch overnight and she wasn't my mother after all....i became very upset and this was all enforced by when we went shopping to tescos later that day and she bought a root of ginger....she had NEVER bought a root of ginger.......she must be a witch!
im 14 now and i told my mum the other day ....... she gave me a very fuuny look!!
Almost my whole childhood, i was convinced that my family and I were witches and i would be told when i turned a certain age. First it was 7, than 10, than 13 after i kept reaching those ages and not hearing anything about said witchness.
Me and my friends(we were nine) from school use to believe we were witches.And we watched charmed so that gave us ideas.In school there would be little pavement circles, and we use to sit in them, hold hands and say "Let the power of three, set us free."
Now that we are older when ever we end up talking about it we alwayz end up laughing so much that we end up in tears.
When I was younger, about nine (12 right now) I thought that if I was alone and I turned around that when I turned back there would be a witch standing there and it was going to eat me XD
I used to believe that once the lights were turned out at night, five minutes later a witch would come and eat any part of you, apart from your head, that wasn't covered. I slept with the sheets up to my neck in fear for a couple of months after I thought this.
wen i was propa young i wont go upstairs n my own or if the lights were of because i thought the watches would get me and i would never see day agen .
I was about 4 .I thought every female in the family would turn into a witch when she turned 20 and turn all the men into puppies or kittens.
i used to think my eldest sister was a witch and would spend time looking out of the corner of my eye waiting for her to let her guise slip. It escalated when I grabbed her skin on her face to reveal her true identity. I found no evidence on that occasion but she was quite horrid to me afterwards as I suppose you would be.
I used to believe that i saw a witch!One day I was playing in the garden when a friend of my aunt camed to me and she says would i like some chocolate.I´ve started to scream that she is a witch
.Two day´s after that she misteriously dissapearred...:(
When I was five, I used to believe that on some nights a wicked witch would come upto my house and peck on my window outside my bedroom with her index finger, but never enter the house fortunately. I got that idea from some picture story books that were read to me, where a child that was in bed on a windy night thought that a wicked witch was tapping on his window, but as it turned out, it was just the branches of a tree hitting the window. I did not understand the second part of that story and I still believed that there were witches around even though my my tried to explain it. Fortunately, I got over the fear of witches within two years.
When I was real little, I used to believe that I was a witch, like I thought that I could walk around and make whatever I wanted to happen. I used to carry a wand around and people would ask me about it and if I didn't want to answer them, I'd cast a spell and they'd leave.
Unfortunately, that spell involved poking them in the eye...
When I was young I used to think that there was an evil witch in the walls of the house and that she would get angry and cast an evil spell if we knocked on the wall. I stayed away from the wall most of the time and when I hit the wall I ran away.