Write about something that you believed as a child.

 Even though my family never really celebrated religion, we participated in the Christian holidays. As a kid I believed in my elf and how it was magic, moving every night. My dad was very creative about where he would put the elf. There was a rule of if you touched the elf it would not move that next night, and obviously that he would report your bad behavior to Santa 

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