When I was in 1-3 grade I would hear kids talk about Santa . I had never heard about any of that at home. Home wasn’t a good place and I hated going back after school because I had work waiting and the usual whippings for being alive basically . So each year during Christmas break from school I thought that maybe Santa would find me , I didn’t even know Dec 25th was Christmas until I asked a teacher . So one night at dinner I asked my father why Santa never came by our farm . I was slapped out of my chair and asked why Santa would bother with a little POS like me . That really hurt my feelings, I suddenly felt like I was wrong and selfish for wanting a gift ... and I have a huge problem accepting gifts to this day . It’s silly but its something I can’t control. When I was older and adopted by wonderful parents I learned Santa and the spirit of Christmas lived in the hearts of kind and loving people .

When Grandma was tragically run over on Christmas Eve...


By a Semi

Wait.. what? 😳

The tooth fairy told me ....;)

Santa isn't real??? I-I need a minute...

Dad allowed me and my sister to play hide and seek about a week before Christmas, and didn’t think that one of us might see a present labeled Santa

I was seven years old, maybe. Mom had taken me shopping with her. I do not remember if any of my younger siblings were with us; if so, they were just babies. She was getting fed up with my hyperactive behavior. I must have been badgering her to let me go look at toys while she looked at boring things like shoes and clothes.
At one point she had enough of my whining and running off that she told me that Santa Claus wasn't real. Then she went on to say that the Easter Bunny and tooth fairy didn't exist either. I recall being distraught, shocked, and running away screaming, "NOOOOO!"
I remember the trauma of that moment but nothing after that.

Matched “ Santa’s” handwriting to my dads when I was 6

My father told early Christmas morning one year.

I just knew it instinctively at 6 years old.

My cousin told me when I was 3 or 4 one afternoon

i never believed in that stuff

Say spoiler, before telling that

HE ISN'T???...Oh gee thanks for busting my bubble😮🥺

Woke up to my mom wrapping gifts. She gave all the deets.

Thank god it happened last year.

The 4 stage of life:
1. You believe in Santa Claus
2. You don't believe in Santa Claus
3. You are Santa Clause
4. In the case of a man: You look like Santa Claus

by never getting a Christmas gift.

He’s not?!!!!! 😳😱

Thank you for the BA 😉

DNA and me

caught my parents putting stuff under the tree

I knew since about two

He is real stop telling lies

You're delusional! Who the hell said Santa isn't real?