Do You Believe in Santa Clause?

"I stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was six. Mother took me to see him in a department store and he asked for my autograph." Shirley Temple

This shopping mall Santa is dead now, but he should get his ass kicked. Never destroy the dreams of a child no matter who they are.

"Believe in love. Believe in magic. Hell, believe in Santa Clause. Believe in others. Believe in yourself. Believe in your dreams. If you don't, who will?" Jon Bon Jovi

I was told that Santa didn't exist while walking through a grocery story as a child. I was going on about Santa and suddenly I was told by a parent and one of their friends that Santa did not exist. I was heartbroken and this other person was laughing because I was too old to believe in such a thing. I might have been in 3rd grade.

Santa does exist, this is truth. Saint Nicholas was born a wealthy man and he used all of this earnings to give to the poor. This included dropping money down chimneys at night. Some of the reasons for giving money would include giving money to a poor man so his daughters would have a dowry to marry. He was real he existed and he is still my favorite Saint. This is one of the reasons I still love Christmas. Santa Clause is real even if you only believe in him in spirit. The Real Saint Nicholas

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