<p>My parents have never admitted it, but I know...When I was in third grade, a bag fell from the top of my father's closet, and Cadbury eggs and other candies poured out all over the floor. My mother tried to justify this, saying that my Aunt Cindy had asked her to keep these things at our house, as she was making Easter baskets for Jessica and Katie, my cousins. Big surprise-guess what I get on Easter morning? Exactly what was in the bag. I tried to remain in denial about all these holiday beings, but sixth grade really ruined it. One teacher said, "Who in here still believes in Santa?" Another blatantly said, "You all know Santa's not real, right?" Well, I was in denial about it, but thanks for shattering my innocence, you b*tch...That's what I thought. I know that none of these holiday beings are real, but that is very depressing. This year was the worst, as my mind has rejected my attempts at denial. It's quite sad. I felt no excitement before Christmas. Even now, all I think about is going back to school on Monday...:(</p>
<p>im pretty sure Santa's reel. my parents dont stuff things at night. im sure of it.</p>
<p>christmas is also a day to have fun not just to think if santa is your enlightment.. spend it with a great party or something.. dont be so sad</p>
<p>How many of you will raise your kids to believe in Santa?</p>
<p>I won't... the same way I won't raise my kids to believe in unicorns, the Tooth Fairy, or God.</p>