There was a boy. He did not believe in the New Year magic. He made everyone forget the New Year because it was a bad holiday. One time, when her sister wrote a letter to Santa Claus, she said:
— You are writing a letter, but there is no Santa Claus.
-If you believe, it will definitely be.
That night Santa Claus visited them. He was a fake Santa Claus. Just mom and dad had called to make everyone happy. But the boy, realizing that he was a fake Santa Claus, told his sister:
— And you believe that he is the real Santa Claus?
— I don’t know if it’s true or fake. I know one thing well. You can make people happy, but it won’t work for you.
— What?
— You have ruined everything. I knew very well that he was a fake Santa Claus. I was just silent so no one would be sad.
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