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‘When I was very young, I would take shoe boxes and make very elaborate houses for little people. I didn’t know then what I was doing but now I know. Later about five years ago I met a close friend who practiced fairy magic and I began to understand. One year later I had my first grandchild a beautiful baby girl. Before she was born, I asked the fairies to always watch over her and I gave them a gift offering of wind chimes, but instead of putting them outside I put them on my ceiling fan. When my granddaughter was born, I would lift her up because she loved to play with them and to my surprise, she began to point to something she saw in mid-air near the chimes and the look of fascination in her eyes and on her face is unforgettable, she did this more than once my daughter witnessed it as well and it was the most amazing experience. I know the fairies are real. They are on my property. I play music and we dance a jig. They love to dance. I’ve never seen them, but they are there I know it. They communicate with me in the wind and storm and can feel it, somehow connected to the wind and storm. I’m able to speak to it and it listens. My family has witnessed this. I write fairytales so people won’t forget. I’m trying to let the world know. But life side tracks me away from my work doing this. I must complete the work I’m meant to do. I can’t say exactly in detail what it is but I’m supposed to make the world remember. I’m supposed to keep them safe. This I do know.’ ‘Many things exist I’ve experienced many things, but I know when it’s the fairies most times I can feel it and when I’m really sad and hurt I call to them first automatically.’ Fairies are ‘non-human beings, magical creations’. ‘I’m supposed to do something. I don’t know what exactly as if my memory was taken from me.