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How old were you when you stopped believing in Santa?

I can't even remember how I found it out. Thankfully I don't think I got really upset about it.
 
My parents never acted like santa was real, and i knew it wasnt real.
my parents wanted me to know it was from them, and that made it fun to know they bought me what i wanted
 
I feel like Santa was only a part of my life for a year, and I stopped believing around 6? when I didn't get a single thing from my wishlist :'( a sad childhood.
 
Eight or nine.

A girl came into school the day after her mum told her Santa wasn't real and ruined it for our whole class. Like a week or two weeks before Christmas. All of our parents were furious.
 
I think I was 8 when a classmate of mine came up to me and told me that Santa didn't exist, out of the blue. I don't remember if it was even relevant to the conversation, but she ruined it lol. I asked my mother, who was right next to me, talking to her mother, and she didn't know what to say, lol.
 
Eight or nine.

A girl came into school the day after her mum told her Santa wasn't real and ruined it for our whole class. Like a week or two weeks before Christmas. All of our parents were furious.

Why would everyone's parents get so pissy about that wtf haha
 
There are no chimneys here and the teachers even told us there is no such thing as Santa when we were like 5 so i never had the chance to believe ;w;
 
lol @ all of these people acting tough and saying "I never believed in him at all"

But I was probably 10ish
 
I think I was around like 8 or smth because I was definitely in Primary School and it was just kind of the norm to not believe in Santa, yk?
 
Either 9 or 10. The gifts my mom claimed Santa gave me were always wrapped in a special paper with Santa's face on it, and one year I found gifts wrapped in that same paper in my mom's closet about a week before Christmas.
 
I was very young, probably around 5, when I stopped believing. I walked in on my parents wrapping presents and labelling them from Santa. When they saw me they just let me open one of my presents early and " everything was okay ".
 
I was seven when other kids started to bully me for still believing in Santa. How sad. My parents finally told me that Santa didn't exist when I was nine and I had a meltdown.
 
I don't actually recall ever believing in him, so I assume around 3 or 4.

I dunno why I stopped believing in it. My mum said I kinda just worked it out on my own pretty quickly.
 
I was around 8. My parents left their bedroom door open and I saw them filling our stockings. I think I kind of knew anyway, since we didn't have a chimney. None of the stories about the great red intruder made any sense.
 
I was seven when other kids started to bully me for still believing in Santa. How sad. My parents finally told me that Santa didn't exist when I was nine and I had a meltdown.

That's awful :(
It's fine if some kids don't believe in Santa but it's just cruel to go and tell that to other children. Particularly to bully them for it :(
 
I don't remember my exact age, but I do know that I was still in elementary school when I found out. My mom left the bags of toys and stuff in the living room, and I saw through the bags and said "wow I wonder who's getting these?!" When Christmas came, and I opened my presents and saw the same toys, I just laughed. I still played it off, and pretended that "Santa" dropped off the toys, though.
 
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