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‘When I was about eleven, my best friend (let’s just call her Sarah) and I were obsessed with fairies and gnomes. We had these little gnome figurines that we would talk to constantly and we often played games about going to fairyland. One day, I went to Sarah’s house for a sleepover. We decided to make fairy traps (which was a common thing we did), to see if we could catch one. I will point out though that the traps were harmless and usually just consisted of an old shoe box filled with shiny items and a bed. (We wanted them to fall asleep and stay there until morning). I actually have a video of us making fairy traps on my other YouTube channel (which is called ***). Anyway, we made the trap as usual, and we left it in her bedroom. We kept the window slightly open so that they could fly in. Then she came with me to her guest bedroom because we didn’t want to sleep in separate rooms. We chatted for a while and talked about how cool it would be to catch or at least see a fairy. Around half an hour later, when we were almost drifting off to sleep, we ‘woke up’ to hear what I can only describe as jingling bells. They sounded like the type that you would hear on Santa’s sleigh. We both turned to each other and gasped in excitement at the thought of a fairy being nearby. I am two years older than her. So in my head I was thinking that it could just be someone carrying something that had a bell on it. But when I peered outside, no one was there. After a few minutes, the noises stopped and along with my joy, I couldn’t help but feel a little creeped out. Just when we thought that it was over, we both saw darting lights outside the window. They were in the colours of green, orange, red, blue and gold. Sarah and I watched them in silence for a while, mesmerised. After that, the jingling sounds started again (louder this time) along with the flashing lights that looked like bright, glowing orbs, before finally all the activity stopped. In the morning, a fairy wasn’t in the trap, but a few things looked like they have been knocked over. I am fourteen years old now and Sarah is twelve. We don’t see each other much anymore as we go to different schools, and she has new friends. I miss her terribly. I doubt she still believes in fairies, but I do, and I often think about that magical night, where for a few minutes, we both saw what seemed to be fairies.’ ‘They looked like brightly coloured orbs that changed size sometimes. They were always smaller than my hand and the colours varied e.g. blue, red, yellow, green etc.’ ‘They were jingling bell noises (a bit like Santa’s sleigh) and they sometimes changed in volume from quiet to fairly loud.’ Fairies are ‘small elemental beings that live in another realm and are often in nature.’