I never believed in Santa
I never believed in Santa. Ever. I have no memory of believing in Santa and that's because (according to my parents) I discovered them putting Christmas presents under the tree at the age of three.
My parents saw no need to lie about what they were doing and so I never had the excitement of waking up Christmas morning and discovering presents. Christmas was kind of boring. I usually got my gifts Christmas Eve and I always knew what I was getting.
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My parents saw no need to lie about what they were doing and so I never had the excitement of waking up Christmas morning and discovering presents. Christmas was kind of boring. I usually got my gifts Christmas Eve and I always knew what I was getting.
You can read the rest here.
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