I used to believe in those tales and stories about Santa, unicorns, mythical stuff and the tooth fairy. I remember when I lost my first tooth. I did that regime where you would put your tooth under your pillow and it'll be money the next day. Obviously, it wasn't.
Another time, I stayed up the whole night during Christmas to see if Santa exists. Obviously not.
It was either these mythical beings hate me or they don't exist. Either or, I don't really believe them anymore; because seeing is believing. And I haven't seen them yet.
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