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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
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When I was 3 or 4 I took a speech test. I had to say the what each of the pictures were. Then I got to a picture and said "tree". The tester asked "what kind of tree?" and the best I could do was "evergreen tree". For another picture I said "man" and when she asked me to be more specific I said "big man". I had never even heard of Christmas or Santa until partway through kindergarten!

little Jewish girl
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I used to be absolutely terrified of Father Christmas entering my room at night. I would leave my stocking in the garage and dad would open the door a little to let him in. To this day I'm still not particularly happy about large, bearded old men entering my room while I sleep.

Rob H
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I used to believe that if you peeked at Santa Claus while he was inthe living room delivering gifts, he would spit tobacco juice in your eye

Anon
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My brother and I used to believe that every man we saw with a long white beard was Santa. We would be in the mall in the middle of the summer, and we'd see a big guy with a beard and we'd be whispering to each other, "That's Santa Claus!" We thought that he would go out to malls and toy stores throughout the year and scout all the new toys before deciding which ones he would bring up to the North Pole to deliver.

Funky Cold Candita
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Around Christmas, when I was misbehaving, my mom always told me that Santa might be listening, so we went to the door and knocked and said "Santa are you here?" and if there was a knock in return, Santa was spying... Oh the shame when I found out who was REALLY knocking all those years. LOL.

Dina
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when i was young, i used to cry every time i heard the song "i saw mommy kissing santa claus." it used to break my heart that mommy would cheat on daddy with SANTA of all people! i learned the truth when i was 8 or so, but i still hate the song.

my grandma still brings it up every christmas, and i have yet to tell anyone *why* it made me cry.

Kristen
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I use to believe that Santa was one of the wise-men that brought gifts to baby Jesus! I still believe that Santa existed!

Anon
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i used to set up traps to try and catch santa. i never caught him.

santa trap
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I used to believe that since there was Santa Claus, there must be a Hannukah Man. I thought he drove in a 1960's Oldsmobile to our house and put presents by the Menorah.

Dana
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I came from a poor family but, nonetheless, my parents always made sure I got a toy for Christmas. My father would bring me to see Santa and tell me that Santa didn't like it when you asked for too many things because if he gives you all those things there wouldn't be enough toys left to give to the other kids.
When I sat on Santa's lap, he would ask me what I wanted and I would say only one thing. I had to think really hard about the one thing I wanted. No matter how many times Santa would ask me, "and what else, little girl, would you like Santa to bring?" I would only tell him one thing.

Angela
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I used to believe that Santa would come and get me becuase the line "he knows when your a sleeping, he knows when your awake, he knows if you've been bad or good..." I also though santa was a FBI agent

Anon
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When I was little a friend told me that if you didn't sleep on Christmas Santa wouldn't come, but one of his elves would come and kill you! I was deathly afraid of elves

Tori
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One Christmas morning when I was little my dad woke me up and told me to come to the livingroom, quick. There were snowy footprints on the carpet leading from the fireplace, circled the tree, stopped at the milk and cookies, and back up the chimney. I believed I had JUST missed Santa

Kelly
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I used to think that Father Christmas stole toys from Smyths.

Shovel Tem
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where i come from there's something like santa clause. he looks like the pope in a red gown, riding a white horse and he's got helpers in bright outfits and they have hats with puffy feathers. they would pop down the chimney and put gifts and chocolate in your shoes.

when my family moved to an apartment, with no chimney, i used to believe they'd have special liquid helpers. they could glide through our heating system, very flexible workers.

marune
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When i was little i knew (everyone knew) that Santa was a fat ass. So i always thought that he couldnt fit down the chimemny. So i used to think he had a secret key to everyones house and came thruogh the front door with the reindeer in the driveway. i got scared because i thought he would just randomly come over because he had a key.

Alexxandria
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After I discovered the "truth" about Santa Claus, Dad used to tell me that my presents were really hidden under my bed and that if I went to look for them, they would all disappear. I just couldn't stand it so one year I sneaked a look. Of course there were no presents. I thought all my Christmas gifts were gone forever! Dad let me cry for a good half hour before he fessed up and told me the truth. I can't wait to pull this one on my sister's kids...or my neighbor's kids...or random kids I see on the street...

Casey
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I used to believe that if you went into the living room after you had gone to bed and looked for Santa's gifts, then the gifts would magically dissapear and you would only get coal in your stocking when you were allowed to come down in the morning.

Danielle
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My number one argument that Santa Claus was real was the fact that it would be ridiculous and next to impossible to teach all the grownups in the world how to be Santa Claus.

stephen
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