sept 29th

 Something I believed as a child was Santa Claus. Even though he didn’t bring much to my house my parents never ruined the magic of believing in him. It was until I got older that I learned he was not real and it was just my parents. This did not really bother me but I had to give up my presents so that my little siblings could have their presents. Then I became Santa Claus. 

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