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A childhood belief about i'm different

When I was young, I used to think the Santa Claus existed. With my brother, we put flour on the floor. The next day, we checked and there were footprints in the flour.
One day, when I was 13, my father told me it was him
who made the footprints with his boots.
I was frustrated but it was funny.

Anon

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