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I am the youngest of four kids and I guess my Mom was getting tired of the holiday gift giving thing so when the opportunity came up to burst the bubble on the Easter Bunny, she was happy to stop having to give out the Easter Baskets. The same happened with Saint Nicholas' gift giving a few weeks before Christmas. To me this meant the death knoll for Santa Clause and the almighty gift giving he enabled so I remember my thinking I would never, ever admit to not believing in Santa. That led to my Mom finally coming out and asking me at 15 that I really didn't still believe did I? Oh yes, of course I did I lied.

Rebecca
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I used to believe that santa was a woman and we were all his many children.

Quako
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One Christmas I didn't leave a mince pie out for Christmas. Dad asked me why. I told him he would be having millions of them and I would get better presents as Father Christmas would not be forced to eat another mince pie.

Anon
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When I was younger, I always saw pictures of Santa Claus coming down people's chimneys. But, since we didn't have a fireplace or an open chimney, I never understood how Santa got into our house. So my Mom told me he came in through the dryer vent outside.

A. Nony Mous
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Once at preschool, during the holidays, our teachers read us a picture book about Hannukah. They told us that children got presents and chocolate coins, but the picture was of a boy playing with a dark-colored truck, so I thought children got chocolate TOYS.

I also thought that if I was bad, Santa would put, not coals, but CLOTHES in my stocking on Christmas Eve. Even today I dislike getting clothes for christmas.

Anon
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when about 6 i was terrified of having a fat bearded old man in my house in the middle of the night whatever he was doing! This fear used to stop me sleeping [rather than the actual excitment of christmas!] eventaully when i plucked up the courage to tell Mum she gave in and told me the truth which at that time was releaving!

Hamish
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When I was 5 or 6 my grandparents came to stay with my family for Christmas. When asked about Santa I would say that I didn't believe in him at all. On Christmas I had to sleep on the couch across from the fire place because my grandparents had my room. That night I was certain I saw Santa. Not all of him though, I only saw his big black boots as he went back UP the chimney.

Anon
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I was told that for every christmas carol i sang before christmas time santa would give me one less present!

K
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I thought that santa was an eskimo on ecstacy

Nazza
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I heard Santa's sleigh on my roof when I was about 7. I was lying asleep in my bunk bed when I was woken up by a huge clatter on the roof...an I still believe to this day that it was Santa!!

Bexy
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We never sent Santa a Christmas list. (I guess Mom thought it was a waste of a stamp.) We left our lists under the tree. I suppose Santa carried a big enough inventory to deliver what we wanted.

Stephen
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My parents house had no open fireplace in the living room, just a gas fire. I used to leave my Santa letter beneath the gas pipe and believed that he could squeeze out from behind the gas fire WITH a sack of presents...

Martin
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I remember when I was about 7 planning to ask my parents on my 18th birthday (when I was to become an adult, and therefore should know everything) whether Father Christmas actually exists. I thought that because if I got my kids presents and Father Christmas gave them some aswell, they could grow up spoilt, but if I didn't get them any presents and he didn't exist, then they would be upset. I just thought I'd ask to make sure though, because OBVIOUSLY he exists or how did the sherry disappear and where did the teeth marks come from on the carrot for Rudolph?

Chris, UK
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When little I used to believe on Xmas Eve that a little bird used to sit outside on my bedroom windowsill and would tell Santa if I wasnt sleeping. Needless to say I used to keep my eyes firmly closed, but would try to peep now and then to see if I could see the bird !!!

Jackie Corps
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My mum used to get us to write to Father Christmas on Christmas eve each year and leave the letter out with the mince pie, carrot etc. Each year he'd reply with writting strangly similar to mums, one year though we got a reply in hand we didn't recognise and I was torn between my definate knowledge that there was no father christmas, and the undeniable fact that mum hadn't written the letter.....I was 10!! Sad huh?

Claire UK
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We used to see Father Christmas at Bentalls Department Store in Kingston, I was reassured as they had lots of big vans so that he could deliver to absolutely everyone on Christmas eve!
It was years before I found that they also ran a removal and storage business.

GAJ
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I used to really worry when Christmas came around that I hadn't been good enough that year and he wouldn't bring me any gifts. I eventually figured out that his standards for good weren't that high. :)

Kristen
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My sisters and I never believed in Santa Claus because when I was around seven, our father said that Santa was in the freezer with the Easter Bunny. We never could find them though.

Anon
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When I was 4 I went to live with my Great Grandfather. On Christmas Eve I pretended to be asleep and I saw Grandpa go to the table and drink the milk and eat the biscuits we'd left out for Santa. I was in absolute awe and so excited - I exploded out into the neighbourhood on Christmas day convinced that Santa lived at my house.

Tracey
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when i was younger my house didn't have a chimney so my parents told me that santa had a magic key!what i didnt understand was how santa could park all of his reindeer in my tiny front garden!i believed this until i saw my dad creep in my room n leave my presents!

sugerwoman
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