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When I was a small child, I always wondered how Father Christmas knew whether or not you were naughty. My mother told me that Father Christmas knew because the Sandman tipped him off (the Sandman being the fairy that makes you fall asleep every night).
Anon
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As a joke, my 10-year-old brother, at christmas time told me when I was four that Father Christmas was not at all jolly, fat, and nice to little boys and girls. He said that Father Christmas was evil,and would give kids nightmares who believed in him. I was so angry with Father Christmas that night before Christmas that I took some Laxatives from my parents medacine cabbinet and poured it into the milk we left for Father Christmas by the fire. In the morning however, my dad was extremly sick, so sick he had to be rushed to the hospital. Later, I found out that I was the one who made him sick. That was the worst Christmas of my life. Not only did I find out that Father Christmas wasn't real, but my dad was very sick. Still to this day, It's hard to forgive my brother for what he did to me.
Unhappy Child
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It was Chritmas 1968 when I was seven years old and on the fence about the existence of Santa Claus. Some of my peers insisted that the haul of gifts were simply purchased by parents. I wasn't sure either way. Just days before the holiday my Dad bought a nice console stereo, the old kind that was like furniture. I asked him how much he paid for it and he replied with a straight face "A thousand dollars".
Well, I knew that was a lot of money, I did not know it was an absurd exageration. Based on this inquiry I concluded that there was no way my parents could afford gifts for four children after incurring a thousand dollar expense. Therefore Santa exists!
There is a life lesson in here somewhere, good objective inquiry and linear logic proved the existence of Santa Claus.
Bill C
I used to believe that January the 5th the three kings that gave presents to Jesus would bring me presents too, if i had been a good girl. If not, they would bring me coal. After seven years, I found out that they were my parents who brought me the presents.
Angelina
I used to believe in the "Christkind"- the Austrian version of Santa Claus- the new born child. It seemed to be an angel which brought the presents to me and then flew away into the sky.
Ines Hoellinger
I used to believe that santa existed (stipid I know), and I really wanted to see him, so, somehow, I managed to get to sleep, or just about, with my eyes open.
I was so disappointed I almost cried when I didn't see him, and I still didn't make the connection between the presents and my mum coming in with a bag full of boxes until the next year.
Anyway, my eyes hurt like hell the next morning.
Kamikazejay
Last year I baked a set of cookies for Santa to eat, and I warned my whole family not to touch the cookies. The next day, the cookies had bites taken out of 'em, but Santa didn't leave any presents! From that day, I believed Santa was a slob and a dirty thief. I stopped believing in him last year.
Tasha
When I was child my father told me that Santa Clouse would come into my house every year and he could enter my house by the chimney so I must be sleeping in my bedroom.
Carlos Rojas
When I was Younger my parents told me that Santa Claus was a man than gave me a lot of gift if I was a good child, I used to believe that but I discovered that it was not a truth when I was 7 years old, then I said to all my cousin the truth, but we never said to our Parents that we knew the truth about Santa Claus
Josuee
One day, when I was a child, I had the hic-cups. It was maybe, 15 days before Christmas. My mother told me at dinner, the father Christmas had had an accident, so he couldn't come this year. I was petrified, and my hic-cups went.
Sandra, France
Before I knew the truth about Santa, my older sister had informed me that it was a total misconception that he lived in the North Pole. He really lived in my town's water tower. She later got in trouble when I was sobbing about Santa and Rudoulph drowning. :]
lexi
My friend told me that she saw Santa in the toilet when I was 7. Now, my frind's chimney was right above their toilet, so I belived her until I was 9.
Kyle
My dad told me that Father Christmas was his brother. He even showed me a picture of an old man (who looked like Raymond Briggs'santa) talking to me at a summer barbecue we once had and told me that it was him!! I soon discovered that neither of my parents had any siblings!
Ruth
When i was a kid I used to love watching 'Santa claus the movie' at Christmas, and for years I thought the actor playing Father Christmas was actually the real Santa.
Shane
my parents would say and i used to believe that santa claus really would put salt in your eyes if he caught you peeking. so every christmas eve i would tuck myself way under the covers like it was a tent and i'd sweat till morning came and i could go see what i got. i was real disappointed when i found out the truth about santa at age 12.
leelee
My sisters told me that there was an evil man called "Mr. Bad Guy," who was the antithesis of Santa Claus. They would tell me, "Megan! We just saw Mr. Bad Guy outside. He was in a sleigh, but one of the reindeer was missing. In the spot of the missing reindeer, there was a sign that said," and at this point they acted very confused, "'Reserved for Megan'!"
Megan
when i was little, on christmas eve i would never want to sleep, so my dad told me i had better or santa would "skip the house." i thought this meant he would stand right in the center hall and skip, really hard so the house would fly up and land sideways! i was so scared.
Kendra
I used to believe at Christmas time that the red lights from radio towers were actually Rudolph's nose blinking to show Santa the way to my house.
Shelly
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When I was little, my brother once told me that eating the crust on your bread would make Santa Claus turn brown.
Although I no longer believe in Santa Claus, I still don't eat the crust on my bread.
Bunny
I am now twelve and 2 years ago i believed in santa.
The christmas before that, i recieved bike gloves in my stocking. the next year i was at canadian tire, and i saw a pair of bike gloves on the wall. "hey dad, where'd you get those bike gloves you bought me last year??" "MEC. Why?"
"just wondering." that gave it away.
Alex
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