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When I was young and beleived in the tooth fairy my mom and dad would put chnge under my pillow in exchange for one of my teeth, so when someone told me that the tooth fairy would take any tooth I went and found the teeth from a dead animal in the field. But I did'nt get any change that time!
the tooth fairy. my mum used to tell me that the tooth fairy would go around collecting teeth from children to build a big "tooth castle" in the sky for all the faries to live in. and the reason you got more money for a big tooth was their was of saying "thank you" for helping them to build and finish their castle quicker.
my sister used to believe in the tooth fairy, even though she once saw the tooth fairy and wondered why she looked so much like dad... luckily she wasn't fully awake.
i used to believe that the tooth fairy was a big tooth with wings
when i was little i used to believe the 'fairy dust' that was sprinkled over my dollar i received when i lost a tooth would make me fly, so i would collected up the dust and sprinkle it over myself and spend my afternoons jumping off the bottom of my stairs...
Once I received my first dollar bill from the Tooth Fairy, it dawned on me that that was where all money must come from. So I used to believe that the Tooth Fairy made our money. It was even further proven to me by that cursive signature at the bottom of paper money. I couldn't read yet and I thought it said "Tooth Fairy".
When I was little, I used to believe that the homes of doodle bugs, the little cone-shaped holes in the dirt in front of my house, were the Tooth Fairy's footprints. I thought she had little pointed feet.
My real name is Tatyana and it means "fairy queen." I've always liked fairies and stuff, and so about a year ago my Mom got me a little present that had fairy dust and a little wand. Now, I'm 19 and I know it's not real, but I have a 6 year old brother. When he saw what I had, I figured I'd give him something to remember when he was older. I told him I was the fairy queen and that I directed all of the fairies to get lost teeth and give kids presents. When he lost a tooth, I sprinkled fairy dust over it with my wand. He believed me without question, and told me I was a really tall fairy. Now I am studying in England while my family is back in America, and he has more lose teeth and he calls me to make sure I'll send the fairies to take care of it.
i believed that the tooth fairy was real until i found a drawer full of teeth next to my mom's bed. talk about tramatizing!
I always knew that my mother was my tooth fairy, but for somw reason I was under the impressin that she was *everybody's* tooth fairy-- that she put on a tutu every night and went all over the world to every child who lost a tooth.
When I was little, I thought the tooth fairy was a personal friend of my mom since she was a dentist.
My mum once told me that she had seen the tooth fairy asleep on her bedroom table when she was a little girl, i convinced myself that i saw her too and even now if i close my eyes i can remember exactly what she looked like fast asleep on my table. she was beautiful.
How i miss being young (and i'm only 22)
A kid looses a tooth, they put it under the pillow... and PWUFFT!... The very next morning, there's a few shiny coins and if you're really lucky, and dollar or two. Right?
Well, at least that's what "I", the little runny-nosed runt that I was thought how it went.
Because of an oral problem I had as a baby, I had to have all of my baby teeth surgically removed when I was five. I was so jealous when my sisters had loose teeth and got money and I stayed stone broke.
So imagine my seven-year-old joy when I "found" one of my teeth next to my mouth on the bed. My mum said it must've fallen out overnight and that I could put it under my pillow. She said the tooth fairy noticed my good behavior and decided to let me use it for her "Services" for being a good little girl.
Little did I know that my mum used one of my teeth from my recent surgery to trick me into thinking the tooth fairy had magically extracted a tooth. She must've felt sorry that I couldn't experience the "magic" of the toothfairy like the other kids. And after I thought I was "so special".
She would have gotten away with it too... if "the tooth fairy" hadn't written her note on a very familiar piece of fancy white bordered pad paper with yellow roses on it.
I was a very sneaky kid and liked to snoop around in moms room. Finding lots of interesting things like... I dunno; a strange gel that tasted like cherries, a long shiny metal thingy that vibrated, a box with a man wearing a helmet like Marvin the Martian... and oh yeah... a notepad full of pretty paper with yellow roses on it. When I found it under my pillow along with the doe, I could even see the pen outline of mum's work schedule on the page she had given me.
Bummer.
So mum was a liar and the only way I'd loose a tooth again was if I picked a fight with the wrong guy... but hey... I got five dollars and a stick of Double Mint............. SCORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When I was little I asked my mum why there were little doors on the side of lamposts. She told me that little fairy people live inside and take it in turns to get on their little bikes and cycle round turning all the lights on - thats why lamposts make a clicking sound too, because thats the sound of their wheels winding down.
when i was litltle i was asleep in my bed and i feel a fingernail scratch my foot i thought it was the toothfairy so i used to write hello toothfairy on my feet at thinking she would see.
When i was a little girl I actually thought I could fly. Just like in the disney movies with the fairies and the fairy dust. I figured if i could just get a hold of some "fairy dust" I could reach straight up to those clouds. In fact, I remember having a little necklace w/ something attached to it, on the outside it said fairy dust...(you could open it up...it had to be glitter or something in there) but at the time i thought it was real fairy dust! So... one day i went in my backyard, sprinkled some on, stepped up on my slide w/ my arms spread out, and jumped off. Hahah! I was so disappointed to find out i was just falling.
I used to believe that the tooth fairy would take your tooth, and add it to her home, like her home was a palace made out of all the teeth in the world, and that she had a section of her palace for each person, and she would have molar stools and teeth walls, etc., and that she would label the rooms according to your name, like: Adora Fae's room, it used a lot of imagination, but when I was 7 I stopped believing in the tooth fairy, but before that, I used to think that she was evil, and hated me, because I lost my tooth on Christmas, and she didn't come... :(
I used to believe that the tooth fairy was some weird old guy with a hot dog cart.
When I was little, I never believed in Santa Clause, Big Foot, or any other imaginary creature because I was smart, skeptical of what adults told me, and knew what to believe or not. This aggravated my mother who taught me to think this way so she decided to play a trick on me. So when I would lose a tooth she would always leave me a gold dollar (I only played along so I would get some money), but she would also make tiny footprints outside my room with her finger in the dirt leading up to my window, and she would sprinkle some fine silver glitter in a little path to my pillow. The next day she would be all excited and say she wished she could have seen her. Needless to say I believed in the tooth fairy until I was about 8 years old. Sneaky mom.
When I was about six I was helping my mum change her bed and found what I realised much later was a sanitary towel (clean of course!). My mum (either from embarrassment or a twisted sense of humour) told me it was a magic carpet that the tooth fairy had flown in on the previous night, as i'd lost a tooth the day before). After pondering this for a few days I asked why she'd left her carpet and how she managed to fly out again. "Magic" was my mum's less imaginative reply! For years I believed that this was true, and only realised what I'd found when I was a teenager.
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