‘This is the story of the last time that I saw ‘my’ ice fairy. I don’t remember when was the first time, I was so young. She is a girl with a frost jumpsuit, her hair was white, short, it is decorated with icicles. She hasn’t got the typical butterfly wings, these were ice stalagmites. I think that she hasn’t got shoes but I don’t remember very well. In my dream she was taking my hand like my mum (she was taller than me) and speaking with me for some minutes, she was telling me goodbye. I wake up and I cried for one hour, I do only for remember this we were together for years. This happened in a cold day of winter or maybe autumn, I was twelve, and it was in this time when I stopped believing in fairies because the people condition me for do it. I think that maybe she left me for this. Now I am nineteen and returned to believe in fairies, sometimes I sense her but I hadn’t seen the ice fairy again.’ ‘Her eyes were blue light, she has got white skin and pointed ears.’ ‘Because we had spoken often and she told me that she was a fairy.’ ‘In winter she removed the spiritual energy of the trees, and yes, some winter snow here.’
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Malaga, Spain
2000s
Female: Age 11-20
regular supernatural experiences
inside a private house
12 pm-3 pm
one to two minutes
on my own
you were very sad
friendly
profound silence before the experience, a sense that the experience was a display put on specially for you, unusually vivid memories of the experience, unusually clouded memories of the experience, a sense that the experience marked a turning point in your life