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So it's christmas eve, but it still doesn't feel quite like christmas. I've come to discover I don't really like growing up. I want to go back when Santa Clause was real. Back when we would have a christmas party every year, and all the kids could think and talk about was what Santa would drop under the tree. I want to go back to writing letters to Santa Clause and setting them out along with some chocolate chip cookies i helped my mom make and a glass of chocolate milk. And of course, not forgetting the reindeer, and leaving them carrots on the front porch. I want to go back to when the only thing that i had to worry about during Christmas was "I hope I'm not on the naughty list this year!" I really wish that's how it still was at this time of year.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!