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When I was a little kid my sis told me santa had a red suit cause he dyed it with the blood of naughty kids. I believed that for a while, not anymore though. I still find him creepy.

Anon
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Once on Christmas Eve I woke up at about 11:00 pm to go to the bathroom and heard what I now know was my father shaking a sleighbell just incase my brother and I were awake. We believed if Santa came and we were awake he wouldn't give us anything. So of course I believed the bells were actually Santa and I remember thinking how pissed off my brother was going to be the next day when we had no presents because I'd needed to use the bathroom.

Kelsey
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I used to believe that Santa Clause would give me and my sister more presents if he thought that we loved each other. Every Christmas Eve, we would sleep in the same bed and make sure that we put our arms around each other so he would see how affectionate we were and give us more presents.

Debbie
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I used to believe that Santa had twelve elf helpers: no more no less. This was extremely important to the balance of the world, and why the number "13" is considered unlucky. If Santa got another helper, the whole world would become out of whack and would spiral into a world of chaos and destruction! I still partly believe it today :)

Boy With Books On Head
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my parents told me that santa hired elves that made cookies and built toys and they lived among us (i had discovered my uncle was dressed as santa one year) and so my aunt and uncle were secret "elves" and that was how there were so many santas in so many shopping malls, because the elves relayed the information back to headquarters. i couldn't believe i had elves in my family.

austin
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My parents used to tell my brother and I that if we were bad around Christmas time, that Santa would send his elves to take away the Christmas tree and that the elves checked on us during the night from outside our bedroom windows. To make it more believable, my dad made some scrapings down the snow covered sidewalk and made little mitten prints on the outside of our frosted bedroom windows, and told us the next morning that he saw the elves dragging the neighbor kids's Christmas tree down the sidewalk and that he also saw them come and check on us, then proceeded to show us the drag marks and the mitten prints - we were both mortified and we never did dare go to the neighbor's house to see if the tree was really gone or not for fear of being associated with "bad" kids in Santa's eyes!

Dawn
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My little sister, this past Christmas, yanked Santa's beard off in the food court in the middle of the mall, while sitting on his lap. She had used his beard to help her get comfortable on his lap... and it came off in her hand. The "elf" taking the picture just /froze/, unsure of what to do. It was almost closing time, the day BEFORE Christmas Eve, my sister was up well past her bedtime, and Santa's beard was in her hand. Fortuantely, there weren't a lot of little kids around (or many other people for that matter) to hear my four-year-old sister's shrill voice yelling, "SANTA'S NOT REEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAL!" and promptly bursting into tears.

Poor kid was so traumatized, I wrote her a letter the next day, as "Santa", saying that, if she had looked at the mall santa's ears, she would have realized he was one of "my" elves, working for me to find out what children wanted.

Well, it seemed to have worked, she ran into my room at 4 am Christmas morning, shrieking that she had gone downstairs "for a glass of water, Kate, I swear!" and saw Santa's boot tips in the fireplace...

Katie
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My parents told my sister and I that Santa's elves, in addition to making toys, monitored the behavior of kids from the windowsills. Kids couldn't see them, but parents could. One night, I didn't want to go to bed, and I told my Dad to shut up. Dad then gasped and said that I had said shocked the elf watchign from outside so badly that he fell backwards and was now laying motionless in the snow. I was positive I wouldn't be getting anything for Christmas ever again because I'd killed one of Santa's elves.

leanne
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i used to belive santa was gods brother

jimmy
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I believed that Santa Clause lived on the moon. I mean how else could he see you when you was sleeping?

danger101
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We had a pot-bellied wood stove, so when I was about four I figured out that Santa Claus was a lie. I realised it was really a world-wide secret organization of very skinny present-giving ninjas. On any other day they were regular people in our neighborhood, I just couldn't figure out who.

Zog
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When I was in the second grade, I believed that Satan and Santa were the same person. I was so convienced of this, I told everyone else in the second grade that Jolly Ole St. Nick was really the devil. It was the similarity in spelling that caused me to believe this. Needless to say, my mother received numerous phone calls that year, demanding to know why I was telling thier children this horrid tale *chuckles*

Aimee
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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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At the age of eight or so I found out that Santa didn't really come down the chimmney and leave behind presents, but I refused to believe that he didn't actually exist; instead I insisted that he had a remote control that he used to make my parents buy me toys at the right time of year, because he was so old that he was probably retired anyway, and besides, my parents would NEVER buy me toys on their own...

bubukaba
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My daughter has always been a cynic. I tried desperately to keep her believing in the fantasy, going so far as to have a friend drop off gifts from Santa inside my house while we were out of town. That worked for another couple of years, every time she'd start to wonder I'd remind her...but finally and mind you she was only 6! She insisted that I tell her if Santa was real...Convinced that she really wanted to know and uncomfortable with out and out lying, especially since she'd been so persistent about her doubts for so many years in her young life, I tried the old "the SPIRIT of Santa is real, the spirit of love and giving..." but no, she wasn't buying any of it and insisted she wanted to know if Santa was a real person.

So finally I broke down and confessed that I was her Santa Claus, and yes I was the one who wrapped her presents and put them under the tree like all little girls and boys parents, and that's why some children recieved more at Christmas than others...While I was rambling her eyes grew huge and round and she blurted out, "Your Santa?! Where are all your reindeer and how do you get around the world in one night???" I guess she wasn't quite as ready not to believe as I had thought :)

Ladybug2535
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When I was little I thought that Santa could very easily cover the world in one night. That's why we all live in different time zones, duh.

Tracy
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I used to believe that Santa stayed in your chimney all year, and if you went outside and didnt see smoke, it meant he was fat, and if you did, he got skinnier. It made sense to me, considering we always went to picnics in the summer, and the fireplace was never lit in the summer, so I figured Santa ate a lot of left overs from the picnics. But, in the winter, he stopped eating so he could eat all the cookies, which was when the fireplace was always lit because it was cold.

Kay
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Growing up in warm, humid Texas, we never had a fireplace in our house. I asked my mom how it was that Santa had managed to get into our house all these years. She told me he had keys to all the houses without fireplaces. I believed that until I was eight or nine, then found out the truth about Santa.

JessInTexas
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for years, i thought santa clause had come to my house but tripped and fell off a 5th story window cause my mom put cotton balls on the window edge. i thought it was his beard that had gotten stuck and ripped off when he fell. i felt awful.
:p

Maria
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Thanks to my sociopath uncle I used to believe that if I was bad Santa's evil cousin Blood Clause would come down the chimney and put me into his burlap sack, fly to the south pole, bake me into meatloaf and eat me. Needless to say I was a very well behaved child.

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