I was happily unaware until a friend at school told me when I was 12 (yes, I made it THAT long without anyone telling me!) I asked my grandmother because I knew she wouldn't lie to me if I asked her outright and she confirmed it. I still halfway believed until the Christmas when I was 13. I told my parents I didn't believe and then I prayed to Santa on Christmas Eve night and said, "Dear Santa.. if you are real, please leave me a small present on the back doorstep so I can know for sure." Sure as the world there was nothing on the step but some dirt. So either there is no Santa or I was REALLY bad that year!
