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So when I was little I used to leave a present for baby Jesus on Christmas Eve

It was one of those boxes cheap earrings come in and it was empty and before I went to bed on Christmas Eve I would put my love in the box (still empty) and leave it on my dresser. Like I would open this box and pantomime grabbing love out of my heart and put it into the box.And in the morning it would be open and I LITERALLY THOUGHT THE SPIRIT OF JESUS WAS VISITING ME EVERY CHRISTMAS for like three years until my mom was like “Lauren, no, that was me, nobody does that”

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