father christmas

When I was a kid, we didn't have a chimney, I forget how we decided Santa came (the front door?) One year, while my dad and I were out getting Arby's- our traditional Christmas Even dinner (now replaced by pizza courtesy of Ninja Turtle loving brothers...) I saw a blinking red light in the sky. It dodged and weaved and did NOT fly like an airplane. I pointed it out to Dad and we both decided it was Rudolph's nose. To my amazement, when we got home, all my presents were out! Santa had come early that year. I believed for a very long time after that.

the_only_nighthawk

My Mom told us that if we were bad at Christmas time that the grinch would and poop in our stocking, and Santa would leave nothing.

Lisa

A girl classmate of mine in college admitted that she believed in Santa Clause until she was 13!!! Until someone at school told her for the 100th time and she asked her parents.

Christen

when I was like 7 me and my sister had just started argueing a whole whole lot Well it was christmas time and my mom and dad can't not give us presents from santa. So my mom wrote a real long letter in real pretty swirly lettering say that santa was disappointed and that if we weren't better the following year he wouldn't give us any presents. My sister and I fell for and this kept us believing for about one more year...

Danice

When I was younger, like most kids, I believed in Santa. My parents were deeply religious though and didn't want us to think of Christmas as being secular so they told us the story of St. Nicholas and now we call him Santa and he wasn't on the north pole but in Heaven and God let him come down every Christmas to bring us toys. I was 7 years old when out found out the truth. I literally had a crisis of faith at the age of 7 and wouldn't believe anything of a religious nature for quite awhile.

Rachele

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.

anonimouse

When I was younger and still believed in Santa and the Tooth Fairy, my loose tooth came out on Christmas eve. That nigh,t I thought that Santa and the Tooth Fairy would both come into my house at the same time and bump into each other. I attempted to stay awake so I could see both of them but I ended up falling asleep.

Sarah

Father Christmas used to like a bottle of beer in our house so I'd imagined how he'd feel when he got home after visiting every house imagine all that beer in one night. No wonder he had a red nose and a beer belly.

Robert Warner

When me and my sister were little my parents used to ask on christmas day whether or not we heard the bells on santas sleigh when he arrived in the night. my sister always swore that she'd heard them but i never did and was always really disappointed.

Anon

I lived in a house that did not have a fireplace. I thougt at Christmas when Santa came that he had to enter our house through the stove!

-Amy

When I was little my brother and I would leave out some food for Santa like a beer, some cheese, a cake, an apple and a turnip or carrot for the Reindeer.

When we awoke (usually around 4am!) we would find that all the food had been eaten and that the turnip had big Reindeer teeth marks in it! We were so excited that Santa had actualy been in our house with his Reindeer!

One Christmas I woke a little too early to find my Dad tucking into the beer and other bits whilst carving what looked like reindeer bite marks into the turnip with a crinkle-cut potato chopper!!!

What cruel deception!

Charlotte-Rose

My sister and I both couldn't figure out 1. how Santa came down our chimney, as it was very small and went into the oil-burner (a big scary box in the basement) or, once we kind of figured out that maybe Santa didn't really stop by; 2. Where my folks hid the presents.

Between the two (Santa and parents), we figured that some old man, who must have looked a bit like Santa (but thinner) would come by the house Christmas eve, and my parents would buy the presents from him. I still remember what he looked like.

And I STILL don't know where they hid the presents!

Zee

When I was about 7 or 8, I believed that Santa came down the heater flue. Of course, we didn't have a chimney, just a wall heater, but my sister and were convinced he came through the grates somehow.

Rob

It was only two years ago (at age 18!) that I finally understood that in the song "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus" the father had dressed up as Santa Claus and 'mommy' was kissing her husband. It had always perplexed me as to why mommy would want to kiss Santa Claus. I still feel pretty dim whenever I hear that song.

MJC

My daughter was about 9 years old and none of her friends believed in Santa any more. Well, she was a believer and I wasn't going to let her friends ruin it. As they sat in the back of my car one day, one of them said "you know, not everyone believes in Santa Claus". I responded by roaring "WE BELIEVE IN SANTA - AND IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE HE WONT COME TO YOUR HOUSE"! (I scared the you know what out of this little girl!). Anyway, after an uncomfortable pause, my daughter looked at the other girl and said "yeah, you gotta be stupid not to believe in Santa". She's 14 and to this day has never admitted that she doesn't believe.

Mean Mom

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

when i was in first grade our teacher had us write letters to santa, and i told him that id give him a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on christmas. but then on christmas eve i forgot to make it so i thought i'd never get presents on christmas again

me...

i'm 11 and i belived in santa until last year when i hung baubles up on my window sill. i tried desperately to stay up, and pretending to be asleep, i secretly watched all of the room behind me in the reflection of one of the baubles on the window. I stared at my stocking for what seemed like hours, and at about 4.00am i spotted mum and dad sneaking into my room and filling my stocking with presents. i no longer belive in santa obviously, but still enjoy getting presents!!!!!

dissaponted beliver

when i was a kid my mother made me believe that santa was to be left ice tea or coffee instead of milk because he needed the energy for the rest of the night.well a few years later i finally relized why . my mother is lactose intolerant. and guess what her favorite drinks are?

maria

at christmas time, my brothers and mom (parents are divorced) they would put salt (me thinking it was snow) and they would put a footprint there, and when it was christmas morning i actually believed it was Santa

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