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I woke up early one christmas and was looking outside my window. I thought I saw santa fly across the moon in his sleigh, so I woke my older cousin up and told her, she wasn't too happy.(I think it may have been leaves swaying in the breeze)
My mom came down the stairs to see me planted in a 'Little Tykes' plastic chair in front of a light socket. She asked me about it, and I told her that I was waiting for Santa to come out. I was a little confused.
I pretty much stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was 7 years old and saw my mum delivering the presents. However, I was so worried about telling my parents or big sisters that I didn't believe in Santa Claus because I thought they'd get really angry and stop getting me presents. I kept up the charade until I was 11 when one of my sisters said "you don't still believe in Santa, do you?". Finally, I was forced to reveal the truth. The response? "Oh, thank goodness we can stop pretending!"
When my son was 3 he always talked about Heidi Claw? For YEARS we didn't know what he was saying... then one day we were at my mom's and he said look Heidi Claw... it was a picture of SANTA CLAUS!
when I was 2 I use to think at night if you could hear santa he would open all your gifts and you would be in trouble if you saw santa 2
I am still useing that belief today
and I'm only 8 !
When i was about 5 we had a big family christmas eve and christmas day. there was a satellite passing over so my mother and aunties decided they would help us believe (and try and get us to go to bed earlier i think) by finding some bells and yelling oh my its santa. So up until i was about 12 i believed there was santa flying over and that i saw his sleigh.
-i used to think that if santa found you awake on christmas eve he would muder you by smothering you in toys.
-one christmas, i got a video camera that you could put somewhere and an antenna adaptor you put in the tv would make whatever you were filming show up on tv.
-the next christmas i hid it in the tree skirt and found out that they had been decieving me.
When I was little, I asked my mom where the Easter Bunny got all the plastic eggs with money in them that he hid in our house. She said that she bought the eggs and left them and some money in the middle of the living room floor, and then when everyone was asleep, the Easter Bunny came and put the money in the eggs and hid them. This answer made perfect sense and I accepted it with no problem.
Later on, I wanted to know where Santa Claus got all the brand-name toys he gave us, because I was sure he couldn't make them at his tinkertoy workshop. I remembered what my mom said about the Easter Bunny and came up with the idea that a few weeks before Christmas, the employees of all the big toy stores would leave out huge piles of toys in the middle of the floor, shut off the lights, and either go in the back room or go home. Then when the coast was clear, Santa would sneak in through the store's ventilation system, wrap up all the toys he needed, and take them back outside in his sack. I thought it was very nice of the toy store people to respect Santa's privacy and help make his job easier like that.
I used to belive in santa claus
When my daughter was little we told her that Santa wouldn't bring toys to naughty kids, instead he would bring coal and "switches". Years later my daughter told me that she thought ti was kind of weird that Santa brought bad kids "light switches".
I was so terrified of santa that I would not get out of my bed Christmas eve for anything. On Christamas eve I got the stomach flu... I threw up in my hands and I sat there with it in my hands until the sun rised....
When I was younger and it got to Christmas time my parents used to tell me that sants was watching me to know if I had been a good girl or a bad girl.
I used to think Santa and his elve's lived in our plug sockets on the walls and were spying on me through the holes in the sockets!
Otherwise how else could he be watching me?!
I was very upset that I didn't get Nintendo for Christmas. I complained to my mom that several kids in my class got Nintendo, and they weren't nearly as good as me. I had better grades, never got in trouble, so why didn't Santa bring ME Nintendo? Mom got very angry and said there was no Santa, and that she couldn't afford to buy Nintendo. I was so dumb to still believe in Santa at age 9!
When I was little, I always wondered why Santa was so weird - because he delivered presents to my house, and my uncles' house, and my grandparents' house. I eventually reasoned that Santa must do that so that I wouldn't stay at home all day playing with my presents - that way I would have to go see my family who missed me and wanted to share the special day with me too. :)
When I was little, we lived overseas. I was just dying to get a Barbie horse for Christmas one year, and I finally got my wish. But something ended up being wrong with it. So I heard my mom on the phone one day saying she needed to return it to JCPenney's. I told her I thought Santa brought it to me - how could it be from the store? After a moment of thought, she replied that Santa and the elves lived at JCPenney, and that's why the JCPenney toy wishbook came to us every year. It made total sense to me.
My mum told me that Santa Clause has many helpers that would spy on us and if they see or hear me doing anything bad that they will tell santa clause not to come. I also believed that if you left your house in a mess on Christmas night, Santa might trip over your toys and decide to leave without giving me presents. My mum also told me that Santa will check on you just before he gives you presents and if you wake up while he's here, he will run and leave no presents for you. My mum finally told me the truth about Santa Clause when I was twelve and just about to enter high school.
I used to believe Santa was a demon working for the devil to lure kids into liking him so he could take them away and make them work for him as slave elfs forever until Santa died. As soon as i told my mom this, she was hysterical and told me Santa was a loving character who brought toys to good boys and girls as a reward for their excellent behaviour.
When I was little a friend told me that if you didn't sleep on Christmas Santa wouldn't come, but one of his elves would come and kill you! I was deathly afraid of elves
Ten years ago I used to believed father christmas.
This tall and red man. I had presents and I was very happy.
When I was 4, I used to believe when I did a fire in my fire place, the father chrismas c'ant came.