(This is a fictional short story from my collection. Hope you enjoy.)
"There is no Santa Claus!" 9-year-old Jan yells in Emily's face.
"Is too!" her little sister shouts back.
"Look, you little brat. I just found a bunch of presents in Mom and Dad's closet. Go look if you don't believe me."
So Emily does. And there on the closet floor are several gaily wrapped presents, some marked with Jan's name and others with her name. At 7 years old, her heart breaks in a million pieces.