I apologize for the delay of this reply. It seems this year, it's a bit harder to spread the Christmas cheer. You see Lucy, it's only people like you who keep the spirit of the season going. What, with all the wars, diseases, and grumbling complaints, it's a wonder that people smile on Christmas day anymore than the other 364 days in a year.
I'm afraid I need your help, Lucy. According to news reporters, a notoriously bad person sneaked into my toy shop. He then proceeded to pretend to be me, and nearly answered a letter to a girl much like yourself. Thankfully, we caught him before he could send the letter out. Unfortunately, many people have overreacted to this bad situation, and made it even more tragic. Now the post office won't deliver the letters to the North Pole.
Lucy, I need you to continue doing nice things instead of naughty things. I need you to be cheerful year round, but especially when it's close to Christmas. Maybe then people will regain some hope in the human race, and I can recieve your letters and answer them more easily. We can only hope.
Faithfully yours,
Santa.
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