I'm a single mother with a son. I remember it when he was only 6 to 8 year old. It was Christmas eve.
I was done wrapping present up with my friend since she spends a night with her son and her daughter was stay her mom house sick. So we saddle in. We didn't do much.
We talk about our past, then watched tv. After an hour or 2. We called it a night. I was still up. It was 10 o'clock. I going to get something to drink till I saw my son and my friend saw her son was looking outside. She was checking on her son to see he's sleeping.
She came where I at. She saw both of our son at the tree. Then they move to the basement door. My son look at me and said "mommy Santa in the basement". So I walk to the basement door. I saw nothing. My friend went to sleep on the floor when I started walking to them.
I take them to bed. Then I got my friend into her bed. I went to bed. I remember it was midnight. Both of our sons went to the basement door. I had to go where I saw at the basement door. They look at me and said " Santa in the basement ".
So I walk to the basement door but this time I saw a man in the basement. I scream and grab the boys and run to a neighbor house lucky they up. They called the police. I had no time to get my friend.
After 15 minutes, the police have arrived and search my house while I explain what happen to one of the cop outside. They found my friend hiding in the shed in the backyard. So I to the boys that it was Santa. So after few years gone by.
My now 16 year old son and his still now friend remember that moment and put 2 and 2 together why the cops have arrested a man that they believe is Santa and why he in the basement to start
