Haha, very funny. Santa isn't real.I did not hear anyone go "Hohoho" or whatever. It's pretty obvious once you see your parents wrapping presents that you WENT CHRISTMAS SHOPPING FOR. xD
He didn't give you presents because you don't believe in him and tried to catch him. That's not cool, man.
Heck, I was friggin' six back then. Of course I was so naive, I believed in him! So I thought, "Heck yeah! I'm gonna meet Santa Clause tonight! Yeah!" So, I climbed in the air vent, and there I saw that my parents were wrapping my gifts! All my years of fangirling over Santa... gone. xD He doesn't exist, you know how easy it is for parents to tell their child, "you have to be sound asleep for him to come out." Bleh. By the time I was eight, I stopped believing in Santa, The Tooth Fairy and those other holiday/eventful myths.
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