CHRISTMAS DOESN'T LIKE ME
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DECEMBER 11, 2023
It’s not that I don’t like Christmas. It just doesn’t like me. When I was little, about 8 years old, I awoke early on Christmas Day to discover the wreckage of our tree and presents (what was left of them) strewn around the lounge. At first we blamed the cats, but then realised, to our growing horror, that we’d been burgled. After the initial shock, we all got angry and my older sister pronounced that Santa wasn’t real and that reindeers didn’t eat the cookies
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