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A Letter to Santa Claus
Hello, Santa Claus! My name is Vis. I am 727 years old! Not too much, not too little, but I believe and hope that you exist and are reading my letter right now. My mother is a very mean aunt. She doesn't allow me to write letters to you, so I'm sitting in the basement writing this letter. Mom only lets me go outside until 2:34. When I don't listen to her, she throws a knife at me and often hits me right in the hand =( One day, I couldn't stand it anymore and said to her: "blessed are the meek." My father works as an admin, and when he comes home from work in a bad mood, he yells: "M***" and makes me fix his Windows. But I don't know how to fix anything, so I end up messing things up. He gets even angrier and forbids me from playing hide-and-seek with my friends. My father also gave me a nickname, and he calls me not Vis, but Scuko! This is very hurtful. In general, Santa Claus, if you are not a human, then you will understand how bad I feel. Dear Santa Claus, if you are not a human, take me with you or send me a knife. Also, make it so that the people close to me love me and give me money more often to kiss a boy. My dear Santa Claus, you are my last chance. I hope that in the new year, I will find a billion dollars under the Christmas tree. Santa Claus, understand how bad I feel. If you don't read this letter or it doesn't reach you, I will be happy. Remember that I believe in you, Human!

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