Hi, all. Iām writing this on a burner account as my original account has my full name in my username. Now, for a bit of context, I want to share a tiny bit of my childhood life before I get into the reason Iām on here and asking questions. I figure the Reddit professionals will know more than I do.
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Since I can remember, Iāve loved faeries. When I was a little girl, I was OBSESSED with them. When my mom asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, Iād told her I wanted to be a woodland faery and be in the forest with the tree spirits (mind you, my family is very Christian/Catholic, but my mom would support my choices when it came to things like this ā she probably thought it was just a ākid thingā). I even tried to write an alternative story to Thumbelina (I know now, as an adult, she wasnāt necessarily a faery to begin with) when I was probably eight or nine, thinking that the faeries would appreciate a fan of them creating literature for them, although when I think about writing it, I remember something telling me not to continue it. Since I can remember, Iāve always loved Tinkerbell and I still adore all of the movies. I also remember every time my mom and I would go out to the shops and stores, I would always ask to buy any books, coloring books, picturesāanything that had these tiny little creatures I was obsessed with. I think one day my mom got tired of me, lowkey, because she sort of tried to push Hello Kitty on me.
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Anyway, Iām getting off track a bit.
The going to the stores thing is what I want to touch on. I donāt remember exactly WHERE it was, but it was a secondhand store of sorts, I saw itāTHEE IT. It was a pillow to hang off of your doorknob to give your teeth to the āTooth Fairyā. I remember that I was ELATED about it, but I wasnāt even losing teeth at this age. I started losing my younger teeth later in my childhood. Iād made some bad decisions and tried to loosen my teeth on my own before they were ready, looked up YouTube tutorials on ways to lose your teeth quickerābasically anything I could do so I could give the Tooth Fairy my teeth. Ā Because of the fact that I just wasnāt getting any teeth loose or losing any, I decided that I would (again do something stupid) cut a small chunk of my hair and put it into the little pocket for the Tooth Fairy to come take.
The way the tales of Santa, Easter Bunny, Tooth Fairy, etc., etc., were told in my family were a bit weird. My mother never pushed the idea of these tales of people or beings breaking into the house to leave gifts (I remember one time I called Santa a p*do because he gave candy to children, had them eat the candy on his lap, and heād ask them what the child wants from him⦠creepy), but my dad on the other hand really went crazy. Especially for Santa. Despite that, neither parent went hard on pushing for the Tooth Fairy, all that was really said was that āif you lose a tooth, you put it under your pillow and the Tooth Fairy will come give you a couple dollars!!ā and that was basically it.
Funnily enough, I didnāt even really believe in Santa or the Bunny because they were told to me like they were full-sized human-like beings. At least the Tooth Fairy was smallāsheād be able to sneak in and out without waking me up. That was my main thinking strategy, even as just a small kid.
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Anyhoo, back to offering a chunk of my hair to the Tooth Fairy. I had put the chunk, loose, into the little pocket of the pillow and went to bed that night without a care. I remember being a little giddy and thinking that the Tooth Fairy might bring something different than money, though I was also hoping that I didnāt make her mad by giving her my hair rather than a tooth. A day went by without any activity and I was sort of devastated that nothing happened. That day, I flipped the pillow around so my mom didnāt see what I had done and I went to school, my mom went to work, and that was that. That night, I flipped the pillow around and gave it one more shot, hair still intact, and went to bed. The next morning ā an almond. in. its. shell. Was there. It wasnāt near the holidays where the bags of nuts come out to be hand-cracked, we didnāt keep nuts in the house, and there arenāt any almond trees nearby where I had lived at the time. I had waited a few weeks and asked my mom, who up until this point had never lied to me when I asked questions about fairy tale-esque thingsāI outright told her that I put a chunk of my hair in the pocket of my pillow and I got a nut, in the shell, in return. She told me it wasnāt her that did it and I believe her.
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Iām so sorry for the longwinded message, but I genuinely have no idea what to think. This has been haunting me for about 17-18 years now and I just recently remembered it happened. For context on the house, we lived in an apartment, single mother and daughter living in the home. Mom was at work the entire day leading up to the almond gift, we had absolutely no mice, birds, or other types of animals in the apartment ā other than a senior cat. The pillow was hung on my closet doorknob and it WAS flipped around the entire day before I flipped it back around the night before the almond was placed in it. AndāI live in NW Pennsylvania. We donāt have big rodents around that wouldāve replaced the chunk of hair with a random almond. I still donāt even know where the almond came from. Plus, it was fully intact. No bite marks or chewing marks whatsoever.
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I added a photo of what the pillow sort of looked like, although I canāt find exactly what it looked like. The one I had looked like it was made in the late 80s/early 90s with embroidery and lots of mulberry and maroon colors. I donāt think the pillows had been mass-produced ā hell, it couldāve been homemade for all I know. Iāve also added a photo for accessibility for the look of the almond just to gain some perspective.
Please, if anyone has any ideas or insights, please let me know. I want to believe that this was actually a fairy, but I have half a mind to believe it was my mother. I just donāt think sheād be that cruel to play on the one obsession I had.
Again, my apologies for this being such a long message. Thank you to anyone who read this entire thing!!