“It was horrible. It was Christmas Eve. I was 9 years old. Me and Mom were decorating the tree, waiting for Dad to come home from work. Christmas Day came and went and still nothing. The house was freezing, so I went to light up the fire. That’s when I noticed the smell. The firemen came and broke through the chimney. He was in a Santa Claus suit. He’d climbed down the chimney with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped, broke his neck. That’s how I found out there was no Santa Claus.”
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