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My sister used to tell me that the only way the veins in your wrists could be blue was when a witch had put a spell on you. She said the only way to counter it was to lick a snail shell...And I dont recommend them :S
At a sleepover me, my sister and my two friends played 'white witch' in the dark while my mom was in the kitchen. We closed our eyes and said white witch three time and then she (the white witch) would appear on one of our faces.
After we said it three times my friends and my sister started screaming that she was on my face so I took off, crawling on the carpet and jumped into the kitchen... scaring my mother half to death. They, and my mom believed they saw the 'white witch'
When I was about five years old I used to believe that Ursula the sea witch from the Little Mermaid was going to come up from the bottom of my covers and eat me, I never went to bed without securing the covers underneath me.
I used to believe and hope that once I turned 16, my parents would tell me that I was really a witch and I would have to start learning how to use my powers. I believed this after watching "Sabrina the Teenage Witch"
I would never get into the car because I firmly believed there was a witch sitting on top, waiting to get me, and waiting to crash the car. It was only my babysitter's car, too. I believed it because one time, when I was in her car, lightning struck a tree and the tree almost fell on top of her car.
i cried on my 12th birthday because i didnt get my Hogwarts letter and i wasnt a witch. Then i cried again on my 13th because there was now i knew for sure the owls didnt get lost giving me my letter and i really wasnt a witch
My mum used to say... "If you don't sleep early, the evil witch will cut your eyelids,"
And I believed till I was 9 years old.
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.
For a long time I thought that in the evening a witch would sleep under my bed. When I had to pee en returned to my bed to go to sleep, I jumped from as far as possible into my bed, so the witch couldn't catch me...
When i was really little my mom used to tell me that the wicked witch was flying past our house when i would'nt go to sleep. And i really believed it. I was so petrified that i would close my eyes real hard and my heart would start to pound. Still to this day i could picture it in my head. (the wicked witch WHIPPIN' past my house cackling.
I used to believe when i was little that unidentified Witches and Monsters would walk past my room every night and i had to sleep with my hair covering my face so that they couldnt see me. So i would make my mom brush my hair down over my face every night. I dont know how i could breathe but im still here!
I used to think that I would get my Hogwarts letter in the July after I turned eleven. I would have dreams about me flying broomsticks to Hogwarts and whenever I got there the door would be locked or I'd wake up or something. I always thought i'd meet Emma Watson and we'd be best friends. I cried on August first and I hadn't gotten my letter.
I used to believe that if I ever left my arms or legs sticking out from under the covers of my bed a witch would come in the middle of the night and chop them off. I still feel nervous about it now!
When I was a child I used to believe that there was a witch waiting outside my window at night, and she would be able to come and get me only if she could see my toes. So I would be awake for a long time, avoiding to sleep in the dark when everyone else were sleeping because I was afraid that, if I slept, I could put my feet out of the sheets without noticing it and therefore having to face the ugly woman... Well, the monsters under my bed also had that "seeing the toes" condition to be able to harm me.
when i was little my mom told me every time we went to my uncle jerry's house that if me and my cousin lauren would go in the back room that mini-haha [a witch that would pull your hair and pull your toes when you sleep] would come and get us. my cousin was 8 and i was 4 and to this day i still wish my mom would have never told me thaT
when i was like 6, i used to think that if i coughed or made any noise, a witch would get me from under my bed.
When I was about 7 or 8 I believed that a witch on a broomstick was hovering outside my bedroom window at night. I used to sit in the dark trying to catch a glimpse of her shadow. I would never look at of the window at night unless my lights where off cause she'd be able to see me and I couldn't see her. Whenever I looked out of the window with the lights off, I could never see her.
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 eleven I watched the movie Kiki's Delivery Service and I became convinced that I could learn how to fly a broom. I didn't want my mom to see me trying and ridicule me so when she wasn't looking I would go look for the broom and attempt to fly on it. It never worked and I even tried looking on the Internet for instructions on how to fly a broom (and failed). After a while it became harder to find the broom and attempt to fly on it without my mom or dad seeing so I gave up. A tiny part of me probably still carries that belief but I just don't have the time to try it anymore.
I always have a cup of water on my bedside table. I usually leave it there for days before changing the cup. well when I was youger, I would wonder why the water would disappear and concluded that a witch would come during the day and drink my water. I Did NOT want to believe she would come when I was in bed, so her comming at night was out of the question. Although I was still scared of the idea. Now I know theres no witch drinking my water, its just either evaporated or I drank it and forgot.
What scares me now are mirrors. I cannot look at a mirror at night, and I'm 19! although I have to say I still am a kid at heart ( I amuse myself by talking to animals)
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