I remember when I was 7 years old, I wanted Santa Claus to bring me the PlayStation One. For that reason, the whole year I had been a good boy without playing any pranks. I was hoping for Santa Claus to give me the PlayStation, but when I opened the gift, there was no PlayStation at all, the gift was a book of Harry Potter, the fourth book, the longest by far. At that moment I got angry and disappointed and I realized that Santa Claus didn't exist.
But two weeks later, in the 3 Kings celebration, the gift was the PlayStation, but I had just discovered the truth. Santa Claus and the Magic Kings were inventions.
In that moment I left behind my ingenuous mind and I became aware of reality. That was the beginning of my growing up phase.
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