The five photographs taken by Elsie Wright and Frances Griffiths from 1917-1920 in the village of Cottingley, Yorkshire, England. In 1983 the two cousins admitted that the pictures were faked using paper cutouts; Frances, however, insisted that that the final photograph, showing a group of faeries gathering in the grass, was genuine. The girls also maintained that, although the photographs might be hoaxed, they still witnessed faeries dancing at the bottom of their garden. The pictures still continue to mystify and enchant people even today.
isn’t there a movie about this? i used to watch it as a kid. i believed in it so much that my mom got me this book about fairies leaving little messages to kids and it was a popout book where you could read the little letters in the little envelopes. i read the book so much that my mom started to leave fairy notes for me all over the house and outside and in plants and i believed it was the fairies. finding out it was my mom was more heartbreaking than finding out santa was my parents because the fairies had become my friends. as a little girl i was bullied and read a lot of fantasy books to escape. the fairies had become my penpals and friends. when i found out it was my mom i cried and cried. all these years i kept reading and watching things and i realize i am the same as the little girls in these pictures. i know it isn’t real but somewhere deep inside i want it to be so badly that I still believe anyway. whether it’s doctor who or my fairy pen pals, i’ll always want to believe. and contrary to what the adult world tells me day after day that doesn’t make me weird - it makes me brave.