I'm sure I believed in Santa at sometime but I can't ever remember believing, but I was the youngest of 5 kids so I felt it was my duty to keep it going, I never told my parents that I didn't believe, and I never asked them about Santa. It didn't matter to me, waking up to the entire room full of Christmas presents was magic enough for me. I felt that it would take the magic of it away from my parents.I'm 25 now and I think my parents bought Santa gifts
until I moved out of the house.