father christmas

You know how when you're little your parents tell you Santa comes at Christmas through the chimney? Well, in my house, I have a wood stove. It's like a big iron thing, and it's a bit like a fireplace, but it closes. And Santa definitely wouldn't be able to fit down my narrow chimney and into my little wood stove and open the little door and come out. So I believed that he came in through the door and I was always upset about that.

Piper K.

When I was young, I use to believe in Father Chrismas. I always thought he was true. I left cookies and milk every Christmas eve and the next morning, the cookies and milk will always be gone.and the tree will be FULL of presents.

But one year it changed, My dad took his boots and put them in the ashes to make tracks so it looked like Santa came. My mom got so mad. She yelled at him and i over herd and they explained to me that sants not real...... How stupid of me to believe that!.!.!.!.!.!.

F4SOCCER

when i was little i believed that you had to cover you eyes or santa wouldn't come. because one time i covered my eyes for about five mins and when i took away the blanket there were presents everywhere.

J

When i was about 8 it was august and i wanted to get a good start on my wish list because i was weird kid that like school supplies and i kept putting all these pictures of school supplies on my wish list. Well me dad and my older brother who was like 15 was sitting in the kitchen and he asked me what are you doing and i told him that i was cutting out pictures for my wish list. Thats when he told me there was no such thing as santa claus and i freaked out.
but then later that year i decided he was lying because he told me the tooth fairy was real and i knew she wasn't.

J

I once believed in the magic of Santa Clause. The magic of the Easter Bunny, and even the magic of the Tooth Fairy, even though i found her to be cheap at times. Until some friend at school told me they weren`t real. But you know what, i still believe in the magic of the imagination and the playfulness of a child.

Patrick

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer had a nose that, as you know, glowed bright red. On Christmas Eve, the blinking red light on top of a nearby water tower would miraculously become proof positive that Rudolph - and, therefore, Santa Claus - was in the neighborhood.

Anon

I first learned that Santa didn't exist when I found piles of presents in my upstairs closet, already addressed "From Santa." I was so upset that I showed my little sister and I refused to tell my mom. A few days later, my mom finally told me the truth, but, as the oldest kid, I couldn't tell my sister or my two brothers. So, to fix what I did to my sister, I told her that Santa only had time to give one present to every kid in the world, but he told the parents everything else you wanted so you wouldn't get two of the same thing. She believed it for another 3 years.

Megh

I USED TO BELIEVE IN SANTA, REALLY REALLY BELIEVED IN HIM

ANON

In New Hampshire, there is an amusement park called "Santa's Village." There were rides and of course Santa was there! Well I use to believe that the Santa at Santa's Village was the real Santa. Infact, I remember discussing Santa with my friends as a child and we all agreed that the Santa from Santa's Village was the real Santa.

Julie

i never thought there was a monster under my bed or in my closet i thought there was snakes in mushrooms though. i found out when i was 12 that my parents never supported the fact of my belief in santa claus(e) it was school that made me believe in him. now isn't that a shame?

vrsh

When I was little, I was TERRIFIED of Santa. Once, when I put out the cookies, I put some pictures of me so Santa could see how big I was. I also put out a marker and paper for him to leave me a note. When I woke up i found the marker and all the pictures in my room and I starterd to cry. I thought Santa walked into my room!! My mom told me that he used his powers to make the stuff float back in there!

Erica

when i was i think 4 years old, i couldn't get to sleep on christmas eve, so i went into the bathroom to get a drink of water. when i was done, i happened to glance out the window as an airplane was flying by. i saw the light flying through the sky (i think it was even red--rudolph!) and i was totally convinced that it was santa's sleigh.

kj

I used to believe in Santa Claus until I was 9. After the mail came one day, my parents excitedly showed me a letter addressed to me from Santa Claus. In the letter, He described in detail how I had gotten into so much trouble that year and if I didn't turn into a good girl soon, I wasn't going to get any Xmas presents. I was stunned that he knew so much about me until I kept reading and started to recognize the handwriting. It was my dad's! I was such a bad girl that year, it was my parents' last attempt to make me better.

Veronika

When I was in kindergarten, since every said, "santa sees you all of the time." I thought that he had these huge glasses with many tiny different sections to watch everybody in the world at once. But then I got confused because those would have to be pretty big glasses to have a section for every person in the world.

~Cucumber~