Enjoy my little story
Once upon a time, in a small town, lived a woman named Human. Though she was an adult, she never lost the magic of childhood, especially around Christmas. Every year, she decorated her home with twinkling lights and hung stockings by the fireplace, just as she had done with her parents.
One snowy evening, feeling nostalgic, she decided to visit the town’s Christmas market. As she wandered among the twinkling stalls, she encountered an elderly man dressed as Santa Claus. Instead of seeing a man in a costume, Human saw the embodiment of the spirit she had cherished for so long.
“Do you still believe?” the old man asked, a twinkle in his eye.
“Of course!” Human replied, grinning.
The old man handed Human a small, beautifully wrapped gift. “Then keep believing. It keeps the magic alive.”
That night, Human opened the gift to find a simple ornament shaped like a sleigh. As she hung it on her tree, she realized that belief in Santa wasn’t just about the man in red—it was about love, hope, and the joy of giving. From that day on, she carried the spirit of Santa in her heart, sharing it with everyone around her.
And every Christmas after, she celebrated not just for herself, but for the magic that could inspire all.
