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Poor child!
He doesn’t like her and he can’t get rid of her himself. And I don’t think he would let me help him. Daddy is nice to everyone. Even to the witch. I bet that she has a wart. I didn’t see it yet, but she must have one. She doesn’t like children. She called me a crybaby! I mean, that’s all proof, don’t you think, Mr. Claus? Daddy said that I shouldn’t accuse anyone without proof.
You don’t need to bring me something for Christmas; this is all I want. I can do without presents for three years, if you can grant me this one. Will you? Please? I’ll be nice for the rest of the year. Really nice! I’ll clean daddy’s shoes. I’ll make breakfast every morning. I’ll even go to school without complaining. Really! Big promise! If you tell me that I’m not allowed to go ice-skating, that’s okay as well. I’ll do anything. Please help me!
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