Write about something that you believed as a child 12/12/24

As a child, I always believed in Santa. I used to really think a fat man would come down the chimney and bring me presents. I used to make cookies and strawberry milk for him. One day I was on youtube and saw people making jokes about Santa and how he wasn't real. I was hurt and felt stupid, because of this I went to school and told all the students santa wasn't real. All the kids started crying and my mom had to come pick me up from school for my actions. 

 Today we took a benchmark. The benchmark had a few things on there we learned as well as some we didn't. One of the passages was about the amendments and how important they truly are and that's something I will always remember. 

The benchmark wasn't that hard but somehow I still didn't do as good as I thought. The passage about the amendments is something that was actually very intriguing and interesting. 

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