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‘The first time I saw a faerie I was four years old. Our whole backyard was a wooded hillside and right in the middle of the woods, not too far in, there was a little clearing with some may flowers, mushrooms and some little trees with twisted vines. This one vine hung down like a swing so I would sit in it and swing. One evening I was up there with a few toys and a tea set, and I saw a little creature come out from behind the tree. She didn’t look like what fairies looked like on TV. I didn’t even know it was a faerie until I got older. Well, anyway, she stood there, and I thought she was so cute she pointed to a little silver spoon I had, and I said you can have it. She ran over and took it and went behind the tree. I ran after her, but she was gone. My mother was yelling for me to come in for supper, so I cleaned up my things and went in. I told everyone who would listen about the creature in the woods, but they just went along with it like I was making it up. But I couldn’t get her out of my mind so the next morning right after breakfast I took some food that was left over and anything I thought the girl in the woods would like, put it all in my little bag and back up to the woods I went. I put out all the stuff I brought to her and after a bit she peeked out from around the tree and I said: ‘don’t be scared, I will not hurt or trap you’. She walked out and grabbed the food and ran away again. I sat there for what seemed like for ever before she came back out when she did this time she spoke. ‘What is your name?’ I said, ‘Amy’. She said that is beautiful. I said what is your name. She said I don’t have one. I ask would you like one. She said ‘yes that would be good’. ‘Well, I like the name Twig’. She said ‘yes that’s a fine name’ so for about three more years I would go up and leave things for her. Then one summer afternoon she said we won’t be able to see each other again. In my tears I said ‘why?’. She said we each have to grow on our own. I told her I loved her, and she said farewell and she went behind the trees and from past experiences I knew I wasn’t going to see where she went so through my child tears I went home. My mother asked what was wrong. I told her Twig was gone and went to my room. Later that night my dad came home and said we were moving, and I said I didn’t want to go but parents always win so we moved. To this day I think she knew that I was going to have to move so she was gracious enough to tell me bye before my parents just took me away.’ ‘She had twigs for hair that stood straight up her eyes were big and mossy green, her skin was a bit pale. She had clothes on made out of a grass like stuff.’ ‘I feel [fairies] at homes. I always know they are there.’ Fairies ‘are real and just like people many shapes and colors.’ ‘I have had ghost experiences and other supernatural things happen and nothing is like the feeling of being in the presence of a fae.’