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When i was like 10 (ish or younger, yeh probably younger lolz so 8 maybe?? i  duno) it was christmas eve, and I coudn’t go to sleep. I was over excited at ‘santa’ coming to give me pressents!! I finnaly went to sleep really late at night. But then I woke up again, being really quite, I just laid there in bed. Suddenly i heard footsteps in the hallway, my heart was beating faster and faster, boom boom, boom boom (lolz loving the sound effects!!). My door swung open. Was this santa?? I inhaled deeply, only to find it my mum in her pjs lugging my stocking behind her, I think she sensed I was awake, but she said nothing. I must have completely forgotten about it until like a couple of months after christmas, when I said to my mum I didn’t beleive in santa and was she santa?? she said of course not, santa is real!! deffinetly!! I said to her she didn’t have to act because I knew he wasn’t real (  :’(  ) she stopped pretending, but still insisted the tooth fairy is real, yeh, sure mum, shes real ;) lolz