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Okay, before we get into this topic let me inform you that not all fairies are those oh so adorable Tinker Bells nor or they always nice. In Ireland they believe they are fallen angels that are too good for Hell but to bad for Heaven so they represent and live in nature.
I believe I have the "second-sight" which I'm sure anyone who believes in the paranormal would know about. The whole seeing what is really there with ghosts, spirits, demons, and fairies.

I never really took the Good People (the Fairies) seriously until a year ago this very day when I was traveling through town in some heavy traffic. I sat staring out the window between the two roads. It was split up by a line of big trees and benches (I don't imagine who would sit down in the middle of a busy road, but people are strange.) We were passing the trees slowly, about one tree every six seconds, and I watched them carefully since I was so bored. Then my muscles tensed when we got to the last tree; I saw a small little man only a foot high underneath it apparently sleeping.
I thought I was seeing things until I shook my head and blinked but there the little man lay under the tree. Then I saw his head twitch a bit towards my direction then he nodded his head and he turned to a pile of leaves and twigs.

I was simply dumbfounded by this experience and went home to research what I might have seen. He looked like a little gnome, but didn't really have that gnome feel. I poked around until I began reading up on fairies of the British Isles and the description of them fit what I had seen perfectly. (Small little people wearing caps in peasantry clothing.)

Then I found the Elven Star (a seven pointed star) and printed it out on the internet. I read that people believed them portals to the Otherworlds in which the fairies inhabited. Wishing for another interesting experience I cut it out and pasted it above my bed. (Stupid me...)

That night I stayed up late watching TV and went to bed about five minutes till midnight. I got into me jamies and opened the door to let the cool fans from the hall combined with mine keep me nice and cozy for a good weekend's sleep. The light was still faintly on from the bottom of the stairs making everything look dark and odd.

Then I began to hear indistinct mumbling coming from everywhere in the room; I could only describe it as deep and mysterious as if the room itself was conversing with the items in it. I sneaked a peek above the covers and looked at the bottom of the bed. I saw four little figures all wearing caps and capes pacing my bed in and odd fashion in a kind of march/dance. The clock down in the dining room chimed twelve, midnight, and the figures quickly vanished only leaving an odd presence in the room... Like being watched.

I sat for about five minutes going over in my head what had just gone on. It was so brief, yet it had left a large impact on me. I jumped up and grabbed the star and put it underneath my pillow to get rid of it during the morning. I, of course, forgot about the star and simply went on with my day and told no one of the experience.

Then a week later I did the same routine. Stayed up late watching TV and going to bed at midnight. I closed the door and turned off all the lights and went to bed. Then the mumbling came back, this time the presence in the room was menacing. A weight on my leg and at the end of the bed popped out of no where and I began to feel like I was being poked. I thought I was experiencing my first case of Sleep Paralysis but then I found out I could move. I kicked my legs and the mumbling stopped along with the weight at the bed. Then I felt something crawl up on the bed and get back on my legs. (My head was underneath the covers) and began to be poked by several different hands. I prayed and whispered the "Our Father" prayer and they backed off for the night.

When I awoke I was terrified and quickly ran to one of my paranormal forums that had help. They tried to help with logical explanations but nothing seemed to fit. I remembered the star and quickly ripped it to shreds and through the remains in the trash. Through the rest of the week I saw little toady men with pasty fat skin around the house.

The most terrorizing sighting I had with one was when I was sitting on the porch talking to my mother when a face described above peered out through the shine of the window and then faded away. I was jumpy through the entire week, fearing going to bed for the experience happened every night at the exact same time.

It eventually began to stop because of my precautions. (A crucifix above the bed, salt and copper spread around the openings and doors, iron by the bed. (All of which could ward of demons or fairies which ever they might have been.)

After these experiences they seemed to have lost interest with me besides the occasional experience here and there and hearing their music at random times of the day. Sometimes I see a faded humanoid figure under a tree who quickly disappears if I point it out.

(I swear these experiences are true and some of my friends believe me, though my parents say it's just an overactive imagination. In my belief these creatures are the things that are neither good nor evil but simply there.)

Wow, quite the experience! It's probably a good thing you got the faes away even if they were harmless; it's generally not a wise idea to open a gate into another realm, never know what might come out!

Facinating really.
I'm one to jump at anything paranormal.
I'm mixed about fairy's.
One night i left out some milk and it was half way gone in the morning. I was told fairys love it.
I was also having computer problems then it stopped after i sat out milk a couple of times.

It could have just evaporated.
I'm willing to offer up a sane explanation to anything supernatural but sometimes the most obvious is the real explanation.
Anyway- i do believe without a shadow of a doubt that there are deamons in this world.
So why not other things?

Wow, thats amazing! whee
I used to be obsessed with fairies from oh i dunno, 6-14. Yea long time.
Im not sure if I belive they are real or not.
Your account is fascinating though, i wish i could see them.

Why copper?

I've never heard of that being used to get rid of something. Iron would work much better on fairies.

Would steel work on Faeries, since it's just carbonized iron, or does the carbonization process take some of the oomph out of it?

Figured it'd be a good question if I ever run into any of the Fae. Nobody really has any raw iron around anymore.

Being almost 100% Irish I've heard stories about the Fairies....If I were you I would have deemed myself lucky to have come in contact with one or more of them...They're amazing little buggers xd always been fascinated by them...My Grandpa was lucky enough to have built his house on their property....But they were nasty at time....So maybe not be lucky....But yeah. Interesting story. Post more if you have anymore experiences with them =)