Date: 1/1/2017
By amandalyle
It was Christmas Day. I walked downstairs to find that I had forgotten to wrap up the kids Christmas presents, leaving them exposed for them to see. I heard the sound of tiny footprints on the landing: "Shit!" I gasped. "I need to wrap these presents up before the kids come downstairs!" But it was too late..."Santa isn't real!" My son sighed.