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A childhood belief about father christmas

When I was younger, my little sister and I used to sleep in the attic on Christmas eve, and one year I couldn't fall asleep (too excited) and distinctly (according to my imagination) hear jingle bells and reindeer's hooves on the roof. In the morning, I told my sister about it, and for the next five years or so she stayed up late Christmas eve listening for Santa to land on the roof again.

Anon

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