Dear Santa,
I'm not one of the bougie kids so I never really called you Santa when I was little. My clique and I knew you as Father Christmas. You've always been a guy with a big belly that scares the heck out of kids. Actually, I don't know why kids scream when they see you, their fear bounced off on me at a point and I was scared of you too. The fear stopped when I knew you were just a scam (no offense), I mean I could literally see through the costume that it was just one of my teachers posing as Father Christmas.
I liked the little gifts though, even when the money's worth equalled the gate fee my parents paid for me to see you. I liked taking pictures that I never got to see, not even one. I didn't know I was supposed to make a wish or ask for a gift any time I saw you, I would have made a lot of requests you'd have probably called security to drag me out. I'm a big girl now but it's not too late.
Here's a list of gifts I want this Christmas.
https://www.fiverr.com/s2/1f21b35881
I'm also open to writing gigs outside of fiverr, I accept hive, Leo and Bitcoin.
I hope I'm not leaving anything out, these would do I guess. Please I live in Nigeria, we don't have chimneys for you to jump in, neither do we tolerate breaking and entry, a huge cutlass might just land on your neck if you do that. Use the front door, thanks.
Yours in anticipation,
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