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I used to believe that thunder was Santa making toys.
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I used to think that Santa was like God in the holocaust, not bringing me the presents I wanted. One year I only got one out of the six presents on my list.
I used to believe that different places would celebrate Christmas on different days because you needed it to be cold, for example Australia would have it 6 months after because of the month difference, and that it was like a sort of festivity wave.
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when i was a child,i used to believe that Santa claus drove a car and all the presents were in the boot
when i was a kid my friend mom told us about a man would come if we were bad before christmas.This "Pére fouettard was going to hit me with a wip so i was trying to be a good boy all the time becaused he scared me . but now i remember This beliefe and it make me smile because that was stupid
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When i was young i use to beleive that there existed a phone to call the santa claus and the parents will tell him if i'm well behaved or not
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.
I used to believe in Santa Claus.
I believed it until I was four.
One Christmas, I recognized the smell of my grand-father and heard adverts on TV about that tapic.
It was a surprise and I was disappointed.
when i was a kid i used to belive in santa claus because each year. Santa claus come in my home. to give presents. i look each year his shoes it was the same shoes and one year. i realizet that it was my uncle. it made me sad.
When my sister saw the movie the santa clause when tim allan became santa claus when the real one fell off the roof. she wanted to do that. i told her the movie wasn^t real.
when I was a little girl, i used to believe Santa clus had a bunch of keys to open all the doors which haven't got fireplaces.
During the night of Christhmas, my dad came in in my house through the door, I was amazed because he disguised in Santa clus. One christhmas, I recognized my dad.Now,I pretend my dad is Santa clus for my cousins.
When I was a child, like every kids, I used to believe in Santa Claus.
The day before the Christmas, my parents and I went to the park, and on this evening, I said I had seen Santa Claus.
When we came home, my mother went to her bedroom. I heard a sound in the stairs. Iwent to see what happened and i saw presents. My mother had dropped all the presents in the stairs !
Now, every Christmas my parents annoy me with this story.
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When I was a child, I used to believe that the Wise Men lived in La Seu Vella (Lleida) and I always took my Christmas letters there.
When I was in first grade, I got into a big argument with my classmates, who unanimously were trying to convince me that Santa Claus wasn't real. I understood by then that it was my older family members putting the presents under the tree and eating the cookies and I made that clear, but that wasn't enough for them. They were trying to convince me that St. Nicolas of Myra never existed. Ironically, this controversy took place in a Catholic school, yet the teacher refused to vouch for St. Nick's existence.
When i was little i believed in santa claus. I thgougth he would bring us the gifts under the tree and eat the biscuits and the glass of milk because he was hungry. But one christmas evening, i went downstairs to go the toilet and i sawming mother putting the present under the tree and my father eating the cookies. When realized that santa claus didn't exist i was sad and angry at my parens because they lied tome
Wen I was a little boy, I used to believe in Santa Claus but one day at christmas, I had reconize the shirt of my dad at trough of the Santa Claus coat. At this moment I understood hat Santa Claus was not true and after that I had a grudge against my parents because they lied to me. But finally I forgave my parents.
When I was young, I used to believe that St. Nicholas existed and really came on the 5th December during the night. I wanted to drink water but I was afraid of getting out of my bed. I finally stayed in my bed, I was still thirsty. The next day I said that to my mother and she laughed. Next she told me the truth. Thanks mom...
When I was young, I used to believe in Santa Claus but when I saw my dad put the presents under the Christmas tree I no longer believed in him.
When I was a cild I used to beive that Santa came at Chritmas night and bring toys. I used to leve him cookies and milk. I used to wait for him all night.
when I was younger, I used to believe that Santa Claus exist.
I used to think santa claus loockt at me from the sky .