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Whenever I acted up as a little girl, my mother would threaten to call '1-800-santaclaus' and tell him what a naughty girl I've been if I didn't straightened up. Then I would cry 'No, don't call Santa claus! I'll be good!'

Maddy
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When my brothers and I were kids (really young, probably kindergarten age) my grandpa told us Santa Clause committed suicide and he found him in a dumpster. We really thought there would be no more Christmas.

Yup, my mom sure was mad at him.

Me
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i used to be told by my mum that if i "wasn't asleep when santa came", his fairy friends would squirt their fairy magic into my eyes and blind me. =[
I was told that this is what happened to blind people.

That was pretty cruel.

Harri
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One of my friends used to be scared of Santa because they were thinking, "Oh no- someone's going to break into our house!"

Anon
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I used to believe up till i was around 10 years old that Santa Claus didn't exist since I was told that he died in a sleigh accident :)

Ruthie
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My mom was frequently laid off from work around Christmastime when I was a kid. I never understood why she was so worried about financial stuff around Christmas. She explained to me that Santa made the gifts himself and brought them for free, but she had to pay the post office a fee for him to deliver them.

Anon
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I was always embarassed because I had believed in Santa Claus until I was in third grade. Then I found out that my dad had believed in Santa Claus until he was in junior high!

Lindsay
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You know how "Santa"is an anagram of "Satan"? Instead af Santa, I would call him Father Christmas because I didn't want to get a gift from the devil! I was so bloody stupid...

Crazy A
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I believed that I was the smartest five-year old because I knew that Santa was real and the Easter Bunny was fake!

K
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When i was child, i used to think my father was my father christmas.

BeB's
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My mother introduced me to the concept of "Scoutbird". This was a bird that worked for Santa Claus and was keeping tabs on me throughout the year to make sure that I was good, and therefore report back to Santa on whether or not I was worthy of my presents come 25 December. My own mother. Can you believe it? She was wrong, wrong, wrong.

Roger
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As a child my parents always made me give away one of my presents to a less fortunate family. I asked my parents if Santa was so magical why did poor famalies not recieve gifts? My Mom told me that Santa sent every family a bill after Christmas that had to be settled by the end of January.

Elly
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When I was little I remember being so scared I would cry myself to sleep on christmas eve cause I didn't like strange people in our house, even if it was father christmas.

Anon
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We used to decorate our Cristmas tree with yummy candy canes. I always wanted to eat them, but my mom wouldn't let me because she said Santa wouldn't come if the candy canes were gone. We would visit my grandparents on Christmas Eve and every year on the way home I would pray that Santa had dropped off our gifts early so that I could eat a candy cane. One year I secretly took one before Christmas, and that was the year that Santa must have fallen asleep and slept in, because when I woke before the sun on Christmas morning, the gifts weren't there yet. My mom convinced me that Santa was just running late because of the snow, and if I didn't go back to bed and close the door and my eyes, he would skip over us because he was very shy. I came out of my room after a nap, and all the gifts were under the tree. I didn't steal a candy cane again. And I never told anyone that it was really my fault that Santa was late.

r-dogg
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When I was younger, we always had one specific room that the christmas tree was always in. My mom never really liked the location, so one year, she moved the tree into another room in a whole different side of the house. I was convinced that santa would not know where the tree was and would get lost in our house. I was worried he would be mad and would not give me any gifts because he couldn't find the tree and put be on the "bad" list. I came up with the brilliant idea to make signs leading from the fire place to the tree. They said stuff like "Tree this way" or "Santa, put the gifts over here." When my big brother saw them he started laughing his head off and i had no idea why, and it was only a few years that I realized why.

You HAVE to love little kids. :-)

SANTA LOVA!
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Of course most parents tell their kids about Santa. And of course the older you get the less you believe in such. I'm 17 now, but when I was 8 I copied the traps that you see on Looney Tunes and other cartoons (You know the one with rope and the hole, and when you stepped in it you were trapped). I slept right next to tree with the rope in my hands. After 3 hours worth of waiting I saw a shadow in the hole and pulled. I ended up tripping my dad, and finding the truth about Santa.

-Dangek
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I thought santa would tell me off if I didn't sleep on Christmas night and saw him. he wont gimme my gift, so I thought I would leave a gift token for him to change to a doll, so he won't pay anything. but the token was still there.

Incredibly Miffed Master
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When I was 3 a man dressed as Father Christmas visited us at nursery school. I remember he had a cotton wool beard which completely obscured his mouth and I was baffled as to how he could eat without a mouth. So I asked him what he ate and he seemed slightly puzzled by the question and said "Potatoes and stuff like normal people!"

Frankie
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I always knew that the whole Santa thing was a bit far fetched, yet had no problem at all believing that the local Lions Club bought presents for all the kids in town and let themselves into our house without my Dad minding too much to put presents I'd never told anyone I wanted except my Mum.

I'm still not sure what the lions club do exactly, except collect money on the street, put on a fireworks display each year, and of course buy all the kids presents!!

Pip
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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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