When I was young I used to believe in Santa Claus and I used to think if it was real.
One day, I was celebriting Christmas with some members of my family. My dad said he had to do something and he needed to get out of the house, five minutes later we heard bells. we opened the door and there was Santa Claus. We openeded our gifts and I sat on Santa Claus legs for a picture and I pulled his beard.It stayed in my hand and I recognized my dad. It was an embarassing moments for all of my family.Of course I do not believe in it anymore.
A childhood belief about father christmas
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that the "real" Santa Claus was at Macy's in New York City. All the rest were fakes. — Marcia
- I used to believe that, if God would die, Santa Claus would be boss.— Judith
- I used to believe that the Holy Trinity was Dad, God and Santa Claus!— Cathy P.
- When i was little, i thought Santa Claus was my grandfather— Junie
- Wehan I was little I used to confuse Jesus with God with Santa Claus.— Gui
- when i was a child,i used to believe that Santa claus drove a car and all the presents were in the boot— narration