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When I was in elementary school,　I got the Christmas gift every year.

About third grade,　I was curious about how Santa Claus knew what I wanted.

But my grandmother told me “if you don’t go to bed earlier, Santa Claus won’t give you the present.”,

I thought I don’t need to run a risk to stay up late for asking Santa Claus.

However,　the more I tell myself to sleep, the more I can’t.

As time went by,　I heard light footsteps were approaching my room.

“Santa Claus coming?” I thought.

I quickly closed my eyes with a pray for not to be found.

I was sure that he/she put something into my Christmas stocking at the end of the bed,  then walked away.

I opened my eyes and saw “Santa Claus’ back” really similar to my grandmother’s.

From then on,　I knew there was no Santa Claus from Finland,　but from my lovely family!