Written Confession: The Christmas Elf in the Sewer

The following written confession was shared via Reddit by elfthrowingaway:

This might sound ridiculous compared to some other posts here but if it's Christmas time anyway I decided to share this bizzare experience of mine with you all. It is 100% real and I made this account specially for this post so that you don't accuse me of farming karma.

I don't remember exactly how old I was at that time but I was still in kindergarten. When my dad picked me up, we often used to stop by in a park on the way home. For a little context: My dad was (and is) a great man and when I was little (around that same time) he used to make maps for treasures for me to find and he would actually hide some real treasures around the park so that I could find them.

So back to the story, we were in the park as usual, and while we were walking there was a sewer hole from which were coming waves of steam, as it if was a furnace. We were heading towards it and I remember my dad saying: "Look, maybe here is where Santa prepares the gifts for the good children". I laughed a little because around that time I already knew Santa wasn't real. Then, as we passed by the hole I looked through the holes of the covering and I saw a man wearing a weird triangle shaped head [sic].

Everything happened very fast and I could only barely see through the holes and all the steam but the man was sitting on a table and it looked as he was writing something. When I saw him I remember freezing for a little moment and there were many things going on through my little head. I thought either that was a real elf and my dad was telling the truth or maybe it was a man hired by him for me to see, just like he hid all the treasures. Anyway, I didn't tell him anything and he didn't say anything either.

When we arrived home I remember telling my grandma that I saw a christmas elf in the park and she laughed and said:"That's great" or something (I knew she didn't believed me), my dad was also laughing. The following days I kept thinking about it but with time I just went on with the idea that my dad told some man to dress up as an elf and jump in the sewer for me to see to make me believe in the magic of christmas.

Well, a few years later I finally asked him about it and he said that he never did this and asked me more about what I saw. I told him and he said that it was probably just my wild imagination and being little. However, I know exactly what I saw and I remember it clearly to this day.

I even went to the same exact park since then to inspect the area but a lot has changed since then and that place looks totally different now, no walking path and no sewer hole, just plain grass.

What's even weirder is that as years went by, whenever I remember that man I start comparing him more and more with myself. I only saw him briefly and from behind but I could see his hair and the color and type was just as mine, also his back looked like mine in some pics I took after I grew up. But this might be just me overthinking it throughout time.

Anyway, this was my little story and whether you believe it or not, it's the second strangest thing that has ever happened to me.