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chowder66

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10. I recognized so much in your story and your poem.
Wed Dec 24, 2025, 08:30 PM
Dec 2025

It's a bit reversed though.
My brother took me into the attic to see my toys and told me there wasn't a Santa Claus. Both of my brothers then snuck out on the roof outside of my bedroom while I was sleeping and acted like Santa, ho ho ho. That fixed it.

They got the cool cowboy gear and cap guns.

The park down our street is called Suicide Hill because of a sharp jutting rock and then you'd hope you didn't fly over the trolley tracks into the main busy street.

Snow forts were the BEST!!!

You, your sister and your kids...sooooo adorable!!

Merry Christmas and thank you for sharing.

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