I have to see Santa this year. Mom says he doesn’t visit eight year-olds. This is my last chance.
I almost saw him last year. But Mom found me behind the Christmas tree and sent me back to bed.
This year we baked cookies to leave for Santa. Chocolate chip. Mom didn’t see me add the Secret Ingredient. We left the cookies beside the fireplace.
Last summer, I watched Mr Scott-Nextdoor put out rat traps with peanut butter and The Secret Ingredient. I watched where he put the jar away. He said “it would stop a horse in its tracks”.
I really hope I added enough to the cookies.
I have to see Santa this year. This is my last chance.
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Credits to: LilithCraven
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