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“The Real Santa” - A True Story by Artmancer404

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Sit back for a moment, and let me tell you a story. You see, I’ve always been a critical thinker. Even as a small child, I was always asking questions, so of course, every Christmas I bombarded my poor parents with “How does Santa visit every kid on earth?”, or “There’s a Santa at the other mall! How did he get here so quick?”. It didn’t help my curiosity when they gave me vague answers like “he’s magic” or “he has many helpers”. But one day, I went to the mall with my third grade best friend Eduardo and his parents. We were at the age where we just “sorta“ believed in Santa Claus, as long as we got presents, of course. So we weren’t exactly “super excited” waiting in line for almost an hour just to get a photo with the mall Santa. But we wanted to be good for our parents. When it was finally my turn, I went up to Santa and sat next to him. “Hello Santa!“ I said with my best “good boy“ smile. “Ahhh!!! Helloooooo Gabriel!” And I Nearly Pissed myself!!! “WAHHHHHH?!!!!! HOW DID YOU KNOW MY NAME?!!!!!!” I shouted at the top of my lungs, which made everyone in the mall look at me. “Ohohoho! Why? Because I’m Santa, of course! I know all the names of all the children!” He answered calmly. And I remember, in that moment, I was completely bewildered! For that small moment, magic was absolutely real in my young mind! That year, I asked for a remote control car called a “Tyco Tantrum”, which was able to flip over on it's own and do all kinds of crazy tricks. And the Mall Santa knew EXACTLY what I was talking about! And guess what? I got it! To this day, I still don’t know how the mall Santa knew my name. He knew my friend Eduardo’s name as well. At the mall, our parents never left our side, and the Internet didn’t exist back then to reserve a spot in advance. Plus, I remember we never planned to take the photo, we just sort of randomly got in line. As an adult, I always think back on this moment and how magical it was. Sadly, I don’t many of the magical moments anymore, but I’ll never forget the Christmas where, even if it was just a brief moment, magic truly existed.

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