I don't think I was ever even told the Easter Bunny was real. I don't remember believing in it anyway. I worked out Santa wasn't real quite early because none of it added up. That wasn't helped by the fact my mum refused to not give herself credit for buying my presents. It also never made sense that he would give more presents to very rich families and yet I knew kids who barely got anything. My High School girlfriend believed in him till she was about 12 or 13 though. It was one of the first times I realised I was dealing with a sheltered, repressed emtional idiot.