How old were you when you discovered Santa didn't exist and how?
 

I was 8.

I was living in Junction City, Ks. and I got up and saw my parents wrapping and placing gifts under the tree.

I think that I had some skepticism prior to this point, but I remember walking by the living room coffee table and seeing some women's magazine, and one of the articles touted on the cover was "How to tell your child that Santa Claus doesn't exist." It didn't break my heart to see so much as it confirmed that I had been lied to and deceived by my very own parents, not to mention the entire Christmas industry and all those television movies.

Don't remember.

I was in second grade. My mom told me. I was shocked out of my mind but did not let her know that. I can remember that moment like it happened yesterday

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Santa does exist!!!

Santa doesn't exist?

What the hell do you mean, Santa doesn't exist?

I don't remember either, but I do remember seeing the red light of a plane on Christmas Eve when I was 5 and telling my mom "Look, it's Rudolph!" :D

Are you trying to tell us that Santa isn't real?

He's not real?
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I'm 37 years old and you just ruined Christmas for me. thanks. :)

I was six and very skeptical just after Christmas. Not just about Santa, but the tooth fairy, Easter bunny, God, etc... Then I was playing with a toy that was from Santa when I heard my moms girlfriend whisper to her that she's glad she decided to buy it. So I told my dad and he told me Santa was real, but just before Christmas they saw Santa floating dead down the Missouri river. I stopped believing in magic all together that day.

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**** you for saying satan doesn't exist!!!! :cuss:

Tell me you're kidding and that your dad didn't say that. LMAO

That GIF cracks me up every time ROFL

No I swear he really said that, he was smiling and I knew he was full of shit, but he insisted that was true for a while. Told me they were promoting an elf to be Santa for next year.

My dad was always stoned so he ****ed with me alot. Hilarious memories.

When my son was 7, he was asking about Santa on xmas day that year.

He was persistent. He wanted the truth.

His mother and I told him. I didn't feel it was right to keep lying to him if he's asking questions. Of course, cried a bit.

The next day he asked about the Tooth Fairy and The Easter Bunny. He wasn't a happy boy for a day or so. :)

Jesus. And I thought my dad was a dick. :D

2nd grade......found all of my un-wrapped presents/most of the stuff I had asked for in my mom's closet.

Didn't say anything until after Xmas because I was afraid if I ruined it (for the parents) they would take everything back....and that was a hell of a Xmas that year....got a Super Nintendo...that's when it came out....played Super Mario World all damn day and night.

I was 7 or 8 and was starting to figure it out on my own. My parents let me in on it so I wouldn't ruin it for my younger brother. I was kind of proud of myself for figuring it out and being on the inside circle of knowing the truth, while my brother was still living in the dark.

So a couple days later our family was visiting a family of a guy my dad worked with. The families all got along really well so it was a big deal when ever we got together. As soon as we got there I grabbed the kid that was my age (a year younger) and spilled the beans. He was still in full belief mode and it just crushed him. He still remembers that moment to this day.

1st grade.

Left cookies out for the ol fat **** on the fire place the night before. Woke up the next day to a "letter from Santa" and realized quickly from the handwriting that my mother wrote it.

**** it though, I got a Sega Genesis and shit son I was cool then because yeah Sonic.

I can't remember a time when I ever actually believed in Santa Claus.

Santa may not exist for you naughty people but I have been good all of my life and he still visits my house.

Does he still come in a van with 'free candy' painted on the side?

44 and by reading this thread. :mad:

:)

Merry Qmas.

I found this picture on the internet. They can't put anything on the internet if it isn't real

The other guy was only 37 so technically not a Q.

I don't remember. But have seen so crazy lights on Christmas Eve several times around midnight. My brother saw it as well. The way it was moving from house to house. We looked at one another and was like wtf? This was like when I as in the 8th grade.

You better not shout
You better not cry
You better not tell I'm telling you why
If you do I'll kill your fam-ily.

I don't remember myself but when the kids would ask, our patent answer was he won't bring you a present ever again if you don't believe in him.

I don't remember them ever asking twice.

3rd grade. Other kids in class spilled the beans.
My son is in 2nd grade and the 3rd graders are already screwing it up for us.

I was about 5, my next door neighbor was some kind of 7th day adventist or something and they didn't do santa claus, so he told me. I was already suspicious~

I was 8. As we were trying to fall asleep on Christmas Eve, my 12-year-old uncle asked me if I wanted to see Santa Claus. I said sure. So we crawled out of the bedroom to the second-floor hallway that overlooked the foyer down below. I saw my parents and grandparents laughing and carrying presents into the living room where the tree was.

I briefly cried at the loss of innocence, but then quickly got over it.

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Bonjour

4th grade. I had suspicions way before that but my mom swore to me I was wrong so I trusted her. I guess that year she forgot to put one of my presents under the tree, and for some reason decided to put it by the front door and tell me that "Santa forgot to leave one of my gifts under the tree and to look outside". Little did she know I saw her put the present there from my bedroom window. I was so pissed off that she lied to me all those years and wouldn't talk to her for several days.

Rep for the commercial reference....

I probably will not find out till next year.

I was about 24

I think it was age seven... i'd been wanting this big, over a foot tall Chewbacca action figure all year, so one night mom takes me shopping but is VERY secretive about some of it, that set off defcon alarm bells.

So when we get home, as she is taking bags into the house, i sneek a peek at one rather full bag still in the car... AND THERE HE WAS HALLELUJAH!

A few days later, it was under the tree... from Santa Claus.

*wags finger* you cant fool me, bitch!

Damn midgets

There was never a time in my life that I believed that. Even at a young age I was able to think logically. I always thought to myself "how on earth could one man do that for everyone?" and I grew up in a poor town and a lot of kids didn't get christmas presents and I would think "why would santa not go to their house?"

Even at a young age I was a cynical bastard.

Well arent you just a smart **** :D

I was pretty young don't remember exactly but I figured it out because the gifts always said from mom and dad in the from field. I said Santa wasn't real because he was never on the gifts. My parents were caught off guard a bit but admitted I was right and Santa was a fugazi

Yep, met her on the internet :D

What the **** is this thread?

Well...I guess today was the day I found out Santa wasn't real.

Thanks, aholes!!

Do you believe everything you read here from these ass holes?

Yeah why wouldn't I? :doh!:

hahaha, I did that same shit. Age 5. Found out in 2nd grade.

My 10 year old son told my daughter after Christmas last year that Santa was Mommy and Daddy. And he told her that the tooth fairy was fake... so, he doesn't get shit now when he loses teeth.

i was 26 and devastated.

Preschool.... And I still remember in kindergarten when I told all the other kids. Boy was the teacher pissed

This thread should be NSFW. I was working at a Santa's Workshop for kids...literally hundreds of children are devastated....DICKS!

I was about 5. I saw santa at every mall we went too and to top it off, I didnt have a chimney so I asked how he get in the house?

I think I was seven. I was starting to think he didn't exist. I had gotten a Sega Genesis for Christmas and it was said to have come from Santa. After about a week, I asked my Dad which store he got the Sega from assuming he wouldn't remember that he labeled it as "from Santa". He didn't remember, and told me Toys R Us.

Santa does exist.

In 2nd grade some kid named Mike Mastellar told me Santa was really my parents. I played it off like I knew so i didn't look like an idiot.

When he left my mother.

You better believe in Santa Claws / Alice Cooper

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I was about 8 or 9, I believe. I remember hearing a bunch of metal clanking around in the living room and my mom telling my dad to keep it down...in between him saying things like "What the ****!?" and "SONOFABITCH!"

The next morning I had the sweet weight bench that I'd been wanting, and I realized that either santa was banging my mom, or it was my dad.

I don't remember ever believing in Santa. We had no chimney so I knew my Mom's story didn't add up.

Also what kind of 8 yr old wants a weight bench?

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WTF do you guys mean he isn't real?

I put this message on my answering machine once:

Santa here. I'm taking Christmas off this year and hanging out at Tim's house. So none of you assholes are getting any presents this year. And if you're a little kid, remember, I don't actually exist.

:evil:

Hell, I don't even remember.

**** Santa right in his fat ass.

Where the hell is my Crown Royal?

When I saw him ****ing some skank bartender in his old beat up piece of shit car.

I guess when he was tossin' some dude's salad in the slam....
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Thanks,asshole.

Just now ! Thx a lot !4321

Don't remember how old I was, but I had a brother four years older than me. I'm sure I was probably pretty young.

2nd grade on the playground from a kid who dressed and acted like Arthur Fonzerelli.

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LMAO

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I don't even remember. I don't think there was an exact moment of discovery. It was more like a gradual process of realization I think. It definitely never ruined my Christmas fun.

No one ever told me he existed. I LOL'd at anyone who did.

You must have a grumpy angry life.