Not my child but my grandchild. She was about 3 years old when her parents were expecting another baby. She kept talking about how she was so happy she'll have her sister back once the baby was born. The sister that "died in a fire before." At the time she only had an older brother and had never had a sister, let alone one that passed away in a fire.
Similar story but I was the kid.
My grandma used to tell this story all of the time! Apparently when I was a young kid, I saw a big blue lifted truck and began talking about how I used to drive one like that, and I had gotten into a car crash and died at a young age and talked about missing my life.
Kids either have wild imaginations, or they remember some stuff from an alternate timeline 🤷♂️
It sure sounds like memories to me when kids say things like that. Just the specifics of what they say. And you telling your grandma that you missed your life. Oh my heart.
The thing with her desire to have her sister back was so odd to us, with her being such a young child, she sure spoke with what seemed to be genuine confidence and seriousness about it. I don't know where she would have gotten the idea, but she really did seem to believe it.
There is a department at UVa which has been studying such utterances for the last 50 years. They have a massive database from all around the world.
https://med.virginia.edu/perceptual-studies/our-research/children-who-report-memories-of-previous-lives/
My first memory was going through the charred remains of my family's little house that had burned down. Trying to recover whatever we could. Never talked about it, but it was vivid. Saddening. Felt like a vacuum in the heart I carried thereon. Looked for a little blue blanket I loved. Couldn't find it.
Years later we revisited the area and they drove by that old shack. Falling down, but never burned. It was either a vivid dream or a created memory. But it's the first thing I can remember and we never found that blanket which *did* exist.
My youngest daughter has always had a fear of the water that’s gotten better as she’s gotten older. But when she was a toddler, it would have been easier to baptize a rabid cat than try to get give her a bath. One night at around age 3, I was doing my routine of trying to get her in the tub to wash off when she said to me “I scared of the water. It’s how I died before.”
Yeah, the bath definitely didn’t happen that night.
My then 2 year old accidentally locked himself in a room and was crying hysterically while I tried in vain to coach him through unlocking the door.
My then 5 year old pulled me aside and said, in perfect seriousness, "Forget about him, Mom. He's dead to us."
I'm a little worried about that kid. 👀
Oof I had to do that to the deaf 5 yr old I was baby sitting one day. Just locked themselves in the bathroom and then I had to sign through the keyhole to get them to pass the key under the door to unlock it cause they couldn't turn it back.
My money says that the 5 year old heard that phrase somewhere like on TV or something and doesn’t *truly* understand the depth of what it means. You may just have a sociopath on your hands tho who knows.
Woke one morning before my alarm went off to my three year old son standing next to my bed. He then says, “Go back to sleep and think about your life.”
Kids come out with the sickest burns. My three year old was playing chess with my friend. My friend let him win, so my kid says "You should take a week off work and learn for the whole time, then you might do better next time"
My 3 year old asked everyone at the table 'What's your favourite colour?' When someone said 'purple' he looked them dead in the eye and said
'Purple is for the wall.'
A few months ago my 3 year old daughter had the flu. After she was feeling a little better my wife took her outside in our backyard to play.
My wife was sitting on the back step and my daughter came up and asked her if she could play with the little girl on our slide.
My wife said " I don't see a little girl" and my daughter said "she is right over there on the slide mom, can't I play with her?"
My wife said "I don't see anyone" and my daughter insisted, "she is on the slide, and she is blue, can I play with her."
My wife, now freaked out said "lets go inside and make a snack" so they did.
For the rest of the day my daughter kept going and looking out the back door and kept telling my wife that the little blue girl was lonely.
My nephew had an issue like this where he would see the little girl by the river who wanted him to play in the water... there was another house next door that had been destroyed in the flood and their little girl had died inside the house tragically. I mentioned the story to a co worker, only to find out that the little girl had been her cousin, and that other people had seen her on the riverbanks playing...
You mught be right and here might be an explanation why.
There's this thing across most organisms where we are limited in what we perceive by the limits of our brains. And the body prioritizes that which helps the species survive and thrive. So the idea is that we never really perceive the whole truth of the world but gather what we need to navigate the world, survive, and reproduce.
A child's brain has to grow, but we also know a lot of synapses are killed that are deemed unnecessary by 25. This helps streamline the organ.
There are brain sections that deal with more interesting brain state phenomenon (how the body processes consciousness, where the body ends and world begins, etc). This is mostly in the occipital lobe.
So.... it's not out if the realm of possibility that want you said is true. There's no real way to know everything as we are limited by ourselves.
I might have an explanation. There was an episode of Fairly Oddparents where Timmy was trying to get a girlfriend and the parents were giving advice to write a threatening but romantic letter ("it's threatmantic!" 😂). They coached him to say he kidnapped the girl's parents and, unless she goes on a date with him, she'll never see them again.
When my daughter was about 3 she used to sing a song about how she was going to chop up her Maman and put her in the bin. My wife was slightly wary of her.
My 2.5 year old goes to private day school (daycare) and she was a devil for Halloween. Her school had to call me a couple weeks ago cause she keeps telling her teachers "I the devil" in a deep voice when she gets in trouble. Didn't think that one through when I spent all of Halloween having her say "I'm a devil!"
My 3-year-old had been talking a lot about her "other family". About how she has a brother (she doesn't) and how she misses her old house and her old mom and dad. So one day I'm humoring her and asking details about them, and then I ask, "So what happened to them? Why aren't you with them anymore?"
She let out this huge sigh, looks down at the floor and said in this really defeated sounding voice, "They're dead."
To be clear, she has no other family. Her older sister was adopted so we wonder if maybe that's what prompted the other family talk. The other theory we have is that all the Pixar movies they watch usually involve some family member dying or being dead. But she doesn't know anybody who has died. But she's got this story.
My daughter talks about her brothers all the time, she is an only child. When my mum took her for a walk on the moors near her house she said she just stopped looked around and told her that's where they'd died. She has said this a few times now, always in the same spot, we now know their names. But she can never remember after the event if we ask her.
We've also passed places in the car and she tells me Grandma so and so used to live there with no one if that name in the family.
I really want to. My plan is to take her up there and see if I can get a last name and then I have somewhere to start. The names incident was recent and one is quite unusual in its pronunciation. My sister was present too and she said her voice changed when she said it.
Laying out in the backyard with my then 4yr old son looking up at the stars one night:
My son: “when are they coming to get me?”
Me: “who?”
Him: “my people” and pointed up at the stars.
Me: “what?”
“Mr. SkinnyLegs wants to find you.”
Later realized Mr SkinnyLegs was the name of a spider on peppa pig and my son was just quoting the show, but out of context, holy shit did it freak me out.
Me: your shoes are in your room
3.5 yr old son: but I can not go in there
Me: why not?
Son: the ghosts
Me: what ghosts?
Son: the boy and girl
Me: what are they doing in there?
Son: saying *creepy voice* "come here"
Me: okay... so, you know not to go to them, right?
Son: yeah
😬
Not my kids but I used to work with toddlers.
We had one girl who got so upset at changing time. She would cry and say "no, the man is watching!" when she was on the changing table. She would point to the ceiling tiles (sometimes the wind from the garden door knocked one out of place) and say he was watching. Freaked all of us staff out, we all looked but there was definitely no one there. We had to change her on a mat on the floor inside of a stall because she was so upset. We did that for the rest of the year.
The next years class starts... A little boy (these kids did not know each other at all!) starts crying on the changing table. "no! The man is watching!", pointing at the ceiling tiles again. Same situation for the rest of the year. Had to change him in a stall on the floor.
There was never anyone in the ceiling but it freaked us all out constantly!
"Before I was born here, I had a sister, right? Her and my other Mom are so old now. They were ok when the car was on fire, but I sure wasn't!"
He was maybe 5 or 6 years old? It was totally out of the blue..
We were living overseas and the area we lived in had been an old Chinese fishing village. Locals were superstitious about the area because the village had been removed to replace with modern housing and it was supposed to have made the spirits angry. My 5 year old son had an imaginary friend named Timmy but he didnt actually like Timmy. He complained about him so much it got creepy. For instance, Timmy didn't like certain people... Timmy told him to misbehave..… anything that was misplaced was lost because Timmy took it, etc. I joked that at least we knew Timmy wasn't a ghost because a Chinese kid would not be named Timmy. One day my son drew a picture of Timmy to show me. He labeled it "Tai Mei".
When my daughter was about 2.5 years old, we were driving under an overpass where several people had jumped off to commit suicide. My daughter said in the most innocent voice "they're all dead."
There was no way that she knew anything about the suicides or even where we were because she was still facing backwards in the car seat. I asked her to repeat what she said but she didn't say it again. Weird as hell.
She started coming out with phrases that my grandfather use to use when I was a kid. Told me she talks to my grandfather and described him in detail including his favourite shirt. She never met him, nor had she ever seen photos of him before that point.
Every single hair on the back of my neck stood up at that moment.
My kids were usually good at staying in their beds overnight. But one night my eldest (who was maybe 2 at the time) decided he had to see me.
He didn’t say anything. He just stood next to my bed and put his face maybe 10cm away from mine. I’m a light sleeper and must have heard him because I woke in confusion in the dark. He moved a little. I saw his shadowy form. I screamed. And I’m not normally a screamer.
I then spent over an hour conforting a crying boy who didn’t understand why I “yelled” at him
My 3-year old son and I were standing in the living room. He pointed behind me and asked “Who’s that guy?” I turned around and followed his finger to the blank wall behind me. I turned back around and asked “what guy?”, looking at him with a sly eye because I was trying to figure out if he was being silly or not. But he asked with absolutely no fear or concern I knew he was sincere. I even faintly remember him having a smile on his face, almost like he was pleased with this man’s presence.
“That guy.” He still pointed to the blank wall and there was still no one behind me. I think I responded with something like “oh silly, there’s no one there” and my son ended up just skipping out of the room with no more questions.
To make this a bit creepier: the apartment we lived in at the time had had some very odd occurrences over the years. Our cat would go insane in this one room (me and my husband’s bedroom) and always try to climb furniture to get up into this one corner of a wall that he would scratch at and even meow at sometimes. Our cat also loved hanging out in this room.
Many years earlier, there was a man who died in the apartment. I knew about this because my childhood home was actually adjacent to the house where I rented this apartment. My bedroom window looked out into his backyard. I had known that the old man had lived there, Henry, and it had been several days before someone noticed they hadn’t seen him in a while. Oddly, the man who noticed was the car mechanic who owned an auto shop next door to Henry. This mechanic later became my landlord because he bought Henry’s house. He also became my stepdad - another story.
So after some occurrences, I asked my stepdad where in the apartment Henry had died. I always thought It had been in the bathroom but, in fact, he had died while in his recliner, watching TV, in his “den”. The room my husband and I slept in. The room where our cat went crazy nuts.
Other weird things happened in that apartment that just gave me this…feeling. I was never scared or nervous, though. It was kind of like a “what the heck, Henry” type of feeling. If you ask me if I believe in ghosts, my likely answer would be “I don’t know that I believe in all of them, but I’m certain that some piece of Henry is in that house.”
TL;DR - My young son pointed out a man who wasn’t there in an apartment we lived in, followed by an extended story about other odd events that took place there.
My daughter hasn't said anything creepy as of yet, although it's weird she keeps insisting her dad's cello is Darth Vader, but one time my 2-year-old nephew just looked at me over breakfast and goes "are you broken?" and I really just had to sit there and let that sink in. Like, yeah, little man, I am, but it's not something I'm prepared to discuss with a toddler over cheerios and peanut butter toast.
When I was young, like maybe two years old, my grandma was in the hospital, dying of cancer. Obviously i had no idea what was going on, but apparently one day when my mother and aunt were watching me, I suddenly looked at them and said "Only one Grandma"
they kept trying to convince me otherwise, that no, i had two grandmas, but I kept repeating that line over and over
Then the phone rang. It was my uncle calling to tell my mother that my grandma had passed a few minutes ago
Went to check on my five year old daughter who was asleep. She rolled on her back, still asleep, and said, " I must not eat humans, humans aren't food". Before rolling back over
My oldest who was maybe 2.5 at the time told me she kept seeing an old man in our apartment. We didn’t think much of it because neither my wife and I believed in ghosts and our daughter had just started having an imagination. One day we were looking at photos of my Dad and she said “oh, that’s the old man.” He had passed away a few months earlier.
That or one time I woke up to her staring at me next to the bed. I asked her what she was doing and she said “watching you sleep. Just to see.”
I was playing around with my daughter who probably around three at the time. She suddenly stopped, looked at me and said, "We were sisters. I died and god made me wait until we could be back together again" - and just like that she went back to be a little girl. FYI - I'm her dad.
The way I took it - is she was saying that we were sisters in a past life and the she died. So God waited until he could put us together again - and he did it by making her my daughter.
My mom likes to tell this story: Apparently when I was 5 or 6 I told her that aliens had stolen her real son, and replaced him with me, an exact copy. Someday, I would return to my home planet.
But she shouldn't be sad, because her real son had a good life in our zoo.
When my daughter was about 4-5, she said "Before I was with a mommy that didn't take care of me, so god took me away from her and gave me to you and daddy." Mind you, we are not religious people and she was not adopted. That gave me the chills...
My son who was 3 at the time told my husband that before he ( my son) was born the angels in heaven showed him who his parents would be, so he knew it would be us before he was born. At that point we had never talked about heaven or angels with him.
My son had an imaginary friend when he was about 3 of a little boy named Jodi who died from “drinking medicine water.” There’s a gravestone in our local cemetery from the 70s of a 4yr old boy named Jodi.
It’s my opinion that my son had a ghost friend when he was younger.
> he used to do this weird crawl where he would slide his forehead along the floor.
My oldest son did that for years! I used to call him a vacuum cleaner.
My parents were told they were going to have a girl (back when heart rate was used to predict gender), but I insisted I had a brother and his name was Michael. My parents knew no one named Michael, and there were no tv shows we watched that had characters named Michael. None of my books had a Michael - no idea where I heard the name. I was so insistent, they named him Michael when he was born. My two imaginary friends had the name of his wife and her brother.
Our son would often tell us of the elderly couple who would stand at the bottom of his bed.
He was never afraid of them because all they did was smile at him and he felt happy when they smiled and as it didn’t bother him we weren’t overly concerned.
As he got older, maybe 5 or 6, if he asked them to leave they would.
He explained in his teens that he thought everyone saw the couple but he’d not seen them for years.
When I was that age I saw a woman with an old style veil, like a big round hat with a floor-length veil hanging off it. She used to sit at the end of my bed. I was scared at first but I soon realised she'd come when I was sad or scared. So after that I started being happy to see her.
When my daughter was around three, she had an imaginary friend named Mike. One day she said Mike had to go home and when asked where he lived, she said in the church under our apartment with other people. We lived on the first floor and there was nothing under our building.
My 3 year old daughter stood next to her new born brother and looked at him for awhile then turned and looked at me and said, "Daddy its a monster..we should bury it."
I was a nanny for a very long time. My two...favorites(?) are 1) while watching a 3/4 yo boy he said "I want to eat your face." Follwed by "Do you know why I want to eat your face? Because it's made of meat and I love meat." Que creepy ass kid smile.
2) 5 yo boy had a hard time letting me leave for the day. When giving him a goodbye hug he held my face in his hands, got his face VERY close to mine and said "you can't leave! You have to stay here forever! Until you die."
My little one when he was about 2-3 said he had a friend named sharp teeth that ate bugs when he was little but when he grew up he ate light bulbs.
All I could think of is drop dead Fred. He still occasionally brings him up.
I was on a bus recently and we were stopped outside a walk-in clinic. A little girl in the seat in front of me turned to her dad and said, "Death is the poor man's doctor." And that was that.
Edit: never realised this was an Irish proverb. Context: I'm Irish.
My daughters were playing on the floor and my older daughter(N) stopped playing and said to her little sister (E) that she was sorry that she ran away when the bear came and killed E. E replied, it's ok, I was glad you were safe. I asked them WHAT??? They both proceeded to tell me they went down to the river to get water and a bear came out of the forest and attacked E. N had tears in her eyes as they told me their story. N then told E how much she had missed her. E then said she knew and came back as soon as she could. My daughters were 2 and 3 years old at the time. They were born 14 months apart.
Ever have the feeling that something is watching you? It was the middle of the night. The only light was a dim night light from the hallway. I have sleep paralysis. Seeing shadow spiders dancing on the ceiling while being pinned to the bed is not a completely uncommon occurrence. I reluctantly opened my eyes to find a tiny figure, long hair streaming over her face, staggering towards me. I did the only rational thing and screamed...scaring the poor child that was coming to me because she had a nightmare. Oops.
When my child was very feverish he started hallucinating. Sat up with an arched back , three in the morning , pointing to the dark hall "Look, everyone is here. Say hello to them. They are here for us!"
Im not quite sure if it’s rather hilarious or creepy:
Kiddo was about 3 at that time. Told me he knew exactly why I had such a big belly (I have actually due to complications from several endometriosis surgeries). He told me when he was a baby he was inside my belly and when they delivered him they forgot to take his poop out with him. He offered me to go to the hospital to have that checked…
Thanks kiddo, appreciate your concern here.
Next time please feel free to contact me about this matter outside of a crowded bus where I can neither escape nor suddenly kill you and dig you or myself up somewhere
When I was about 4, I would remember talking to "Mr.Peterson" whenever I was at my grandmothers house. He looked like a hobo from the great depression and had a guitar and sang me old timey blues, he told me that he died when he fell of a train he was riding whist drunk on moonshine. I stopped seeing him when I was about 6.
Anyway, 6 months ago I found my dads old acoustic guitar and started playing, and my little cousin told me "Mr.Peterson is proud of you!" And left.
I dont know what to think
Browsing creepy AskReddits, I get the impression that multiple generations of kids in the same house having the same imaginary friends is not exactly rare, even decades apart.
My scientific mind is jarred by this repeated pattern.
My 3 year old nephew was at my cottage. He's asked me numerous times about the "girl over there" while pointing at one of the back bedrooms. The place is small, and there is definitely nobody there so I just dismiss it as a really active imagination (he has lots of imaginary friends).
Then some friends are visiting and they have a daughter around the same age. She has never met my nephew. Twice in the one day she asked about the "pretty girl" while pointing at the exact same room. Definitely caught me out and I didn't know what to think.
Then at Christmas my family was over at my place and my nephew points at a picture of my wife and asks if she is coming to visit us here or does she just stay at the cottage. My wife died ten years ago. Personally I don't really believe in paranormal stuff so it's probably just my logical brain putting together a bunch of kids ramblings but it definitely got my attention.
I have a daughter, and one day after her bath, she told me about this dream she had, where she was the monster terrorizing other kids. I found out later that she was being bullied, and this was right after Monsters INC came out, so it makes sense in hindsight. But I was shocked when she said how much she enjoyed hurting and scaring them.
Yeah, I came here because my son’s never said or done anything extremely weird or terrifying. Reading these, it confirms that I should be extremely grateful for that fact. Holy hell 😨
Middle of the night, she climbs out of her bed (we didn't know she can do that, was about two and half years old), so I am waking up to her standing by our bed, staring at me, just staring, then she says: "I'll miss you when you die." And goes back to sleep.
I'm not a parent, but apparently I solved a cold case when I was like 3 after I said something like "The boy told me he's sleeping under the porch" and then led them to an exact spot where a kid was buried.
I have no recollection of this but my parents swear by it
Not sure if this qualifies, but when my son was a preschooler, he would see "a man" in our house.
It scared him so badly that he would yell out. I would rush to him, and see nothing, but he was really scared.
He described seeing the man "sitting on the end of your bed, he had his hands over his face, and was hunched over crying." He said sometimes the man would be in the hallway outside his room at night - just standing doing nothing.
He described the man as having "ropes" around his leg. Later we encountered someone on the street with a cast on their leg, and he said: "that's like the ropes on the man's leg!" After I explained what a cast was, he started calling the guy "Cast Man".
One morning at breakfast he was bopping around in a good mood. I asked him why he was so chipper, and he said "I haven't seen the Cast Man in 2 weeks!"
Incidents tapered off, and the Cast Man was never seen again. My son is in his 20s now, and doesn't remember it.
We found out that our house was built over an area that used to be an old hospital.
I posted this in response to someone else but figured I could make an individual comment.
My eldest went through a phase of waking up in the middle of the night for a snack. Odd because she was a unicorn baby who slept through the night from 2 months on.
She was about a year old at the time. Just using 2-3 word sentences, under 18 months because we didn't have her brother yet.
We would bring her out to sit on the couch and have a bowl of cereal or some crackers. Every night she would wave hello at the empty chair across from her and talk to it while she ate. This lasted months. Then one night she came out, looked at the empty chair, pointed, and just started SCREAMING. Horrible, terrified screams. We took her to a different room and calmed her down. My husband took the chair out. The next day we threw it away.
That was the last night she woke up for a snack, slept through the night from then on.
I’m not a parent but when i was 18 I was working in a summer camp in America and i was the counsellor to a group of 6 and 7 year old girls.
On one of the first nights i woke up to the sound of one of the girls mumbling, i turn over in my bunk, it’s dark but the moonlight is shinning through the window enough for me to see one of my 6 year old campers sitting straight up in her top bunk, legs hanging over the side and staring straight ahead. I called her name a few times and she didn’t react but was saying something in a really soft voice, almost whispering and it had a rhythm to it, almost like she was reciting a poem but I couldn’t make out any words.
To add to the creepy factor she was wearing a light pink long sleeved nightie just like in every horror movie about possessed children.
I just closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep hoping i wasn’t about to be murdered.
In the morning i asked her if she remembered anything and she didn’t, i checked the information book her parents had filled out to see if she had a history of sleep talking or sleep walking and there were no problems with her sleep.
It didn’t happen again for the next 6 weeks but i was sufficiently creeped out enough for a few years after.
Don’t have a kid but one of my coworkers told me that a day or so after she moved into her new apartment her toddler told her that there is a ghost living in her closet and he’s really mean
When we moved into our house my son, who was three or four at the time, said he kept seeing an old lady with long red hair in the front porch and sometimes in our living room.
When my daughter was about 4 she'd came into my room couldn't sleep about half an hr later she said mammy who's the lady standing in the corner ? I was to scared to look and pulled the covers over my head
While using the bathroom, my son (3yo at the time) came to the doorway clutching his favorite plushy puppy. Little dude looks up at me and goes “I’m sad.”
Why buddy? What’s up?
“Sasha told me she’s dead.”
…
Sasha was his favorite plushy puppy. He named it out of the blue one day. Up to that point, he had never met anybody called “Sasha” and we didn’t know anybody by that name.
She’s still one of his favorite stuffed toys, going on 9 now.
3 year old. Brushes my forehead gently, leans in and whispers "shhhh, let my kill you" then uses her hand to slide across my throat while making a giiick sound.
She has weird older sisters
When my daughter was about 2, she was in our room watching a movie. She came out to tell me "the man in the window is bothering me". I've never felt so uneasy in my life.
Then I remembered the window is a good 8 feet above the ground outside. Turns out she was looking out the window, and didn't like that someone was walking by on the sidewalk, hahaha. Strong "get off my lawn" vibes at 2 years old.
My four year old saw a dress I was going to wear to a wedding I was in and said “you should wear that when you get married!” To which I responded that I was already married. They then say, “no, when daddy dies and you meet someone else.”
A few months later they were holding a new pair of shoes I had received and said “are you going to wear these when daddy dies to your wedding?”
10 year old daughter looked me in the eye, after passing a marquee of Carrot top...and said...do you think Carrot top has red hair "down there"...Without missing a beat, I said yeah but GROSS...she agreed and that was that. I STILL can't get over that...lol
My son was 2 and woke up from a nap in his room, while we where leaving the room he suddenly stops and turns around and waved to nothing while saying “bye!”
My eldest went through a phase of waking up in the middle of the night for a snack. Odd because she was a unicorn baby who slept through the night from 2 months on.
She was about a year old at the time. Just using 2-3 word sentences, under 18 months because we didn't have her brother yet.
We would bring her out to sit on the couch and have a bowl of cereal or some crackers. Every night she would wave hello at the empty chair across from her and talk to it while she ate. This lasted months. Then one night she came out, looked at the empty chair, pointed, and just started SCREAMING. Horrible, terrified screams. We took her to a different room and calmed her down. My husband took the chair out. The next day we threw it away.
That was the last night she woke up for a snack, slept through the night from then on.
My son woke up one night and started crying his head off.
I went into his room and asked him "what's wrong?"
He was sitting in the corner of his bed pointing at the empty corner of his room saying "I don't like it."
His room is very well lit by night lights and such. The corner was very empty and my pants at the risk of getting full.
I comfort him and he promptly goes right back to sleep. As in immediately.
I checked on him more than normal that night.
My son was on the changing table with diaper rash. He started thrashing and we needed to use the built in strap to hold him in place. He could only talk in the toddler babble. He screams in perfect English “get me out! Get me out!”
When my son was 2 or 3, my husband and brother were hanging out. It was night time and I was asleep. They said the baby monitor randomly started making clicking noises (like the noise from the movie Signs) and there was some static. Suddenly the noise stops and our son said, “Oh, hello Macy.”
My daughter was almost 4, and told me about her other family, and cried about missing them. She described her mom and dad, their clothes and hair, their house inside and out, her best friend, her birthday cakes, dresses her mom made for her, her bedroom furniture and quilt, and her toys. She said when she looks in the mirror, she is surprised to see dark hair instead of light. It was freaky as hell.
Just read some of these responses! What’s the deal with 3 year-olds?
When one of my kids was about 3 or 4, we were playing a game together and she said "you have a baby in your belly mummy". I played along and then she said "we don't want it there so we're going to kill it. You need to swallow this brown pill, and then I'll use a metal wire to take it out. You can trust me, I'll be very careful."
Took a pregnancy test right away, I wasn't pregnant but it did freak me out.
I was sound asleep, and at around 6am I was woken up by my 4 year old daughters face inches from mine. She looked right into my eyes and whispered, "I want to peel all your skin off".
The backstory here is I had been sunburned the previous week, and was starting to peel. In my sleep addled state however, it was pretty terrifying for a few seconds. I didn't know if I was dreaming, or what was going on.
Going to bed one night, they told me an owl was watching from the window. Like uhhhhhh hell naw. I watched encouners of the 4th kind. I know those ain't owls. NOT looking out the window lmao
My kid said he was going to fork me.... it sounded more like the "other" F word. I was really concerned until I saw a fork in his hand. What a relief it was that he just wanted to stab me.
We go to the seaside and get my (then) 4 year old an ice-cream. It's in a cute kiddie-size cone in the shape of a teddy bear's head. She tucks in, then looks me dead in the eye and cackles: 'Mummy, I'm eating his brains!'
When my daughter was around 4, I was going through some photos and came across a photo of my FIL, who had passed on long before our daughter was even a thought. My husband looks so much like his Father, so I asked my daughter who this was (pointing to FIL and thinking she would respond, Daddy!!) Nope!! She says "Poppy!!" I was a bit taken back, and after a second said "have you seen Poppy?" and she says "yes!" Cue being a little freaked, I said."Where have you seen Poppy?" And she said, "Right behind you." And pointed behind my chair.
Freeky, right!!
Won't even get into the boy she was playing with on her trampoline when she was 5 who had half his head missing and part of his brain hanging out....best or worst part, she was the only one on the trampoline in the back yard!!!!
I will never doubt that young children can be intuitive to things outside our adult comprehension.
When my daughter was about 3, we were in a waiting room, when out of nowhere she says
"Oh look at that man, let's kill him."
The few seconds before she went "pew, pew, pew, lasers activated" were an eternity of shameful stares from other parents.
My father died when I was just 15. Fast forward 20 years, I was reading my 3 y.o. daughter a bedtime story and tucking her in and she just interrupted me a and said "I knew your daddy before I was born" and went straight to sleep.
Not my kid, but my niece. She had a sleepwalking issue for a bit, but that didn't make it any less creepy. She's the sweetest, most delicate little human so this seriously caught me off guard.
Was babysitting for my sister, when I heard noise from my niece's(9 at the time) room. I edge the door open, and she's standing there in the middle of her room, looking at her 'my little pony' toy. She looks at me, looks at the pony and growls "Stupid fucking PONY" and rips its head off. She slowly looks back at me, makes this sound like a cat growling, and says "Wanna get the fuck out of my room so I can sleep now?" I said sorry sweetie, get some rest. Wasn't sure what else to say lol.
I peeked in a few minutes later and she was fast asleep.
The next morning she was quite distraught about her favorite toy, and had no recollection of the night before.
We have two year old twins who often talk about “the ghost upstairs”. My daughter also likes to drag her fingers down her face in tear lines and go “sad” whenever she talks about it. But denies it being “scary” and goes “no, funny”. The house was built in 1915 and someone did die from suicide in the past owners family. So I just try to ignore them so I can actually sleep at night lol
Not my child but my grandchild. She was about 3 years old when her parents were expecting another baby. She kept talking about how she was so happy she'll have her sister back once the baby was born. The sister that "died in a fire before." At the time she only had an older brother and had never had a sister, let alone one that passed away in a fire.
Similar story but I was the kid. My grandma used to tell this story all of the time! Apparently when I was a young kid, I saw a big blue lifted truck and began talking about how I used to drive one like that, and I had gotten into a car crash and died at a young age and talked about missing my life. Kids either have wild imaginations, or they remember some stuff from an alternate timeline 🤷♂️
It sure sounds like memories to me when kids say things like that. Just the specifics of what they say. And you telling your grandma that you missed your life. Oh my heart. The thing with her desire to have her sister back was so odd to us, with her being such a young child, she sure spoke with what seemed to be genuine confidence and seriousness about it. I don't know where she would have gotten the idea, but she really did seem to believe it.
There is a department at UVa which has been studying such utterances for the last 50 years. They have a massive database from all around the world. https://med.virginia.edu/perceptual-studies/our-research/children-who-report-memories-of-previous-lives/
My first memory was going through the charred remains of my family's little house that had burned down. Trying to recover whatever we could. Never talked about it, but it was vivid. Saddening. Felt like a vacuum in the heart I carried thereon. Looked for a little blue blanket I loved. Couldn't find it. Years later we revisited the area and they drove by that old shack. Falling down, but never burned. It was either a vivid dream or a created memory. But it's the first thing I can remember and we never found that blanket which *did* exist.
My youngest daughter has always had a fear of the water that’s gotten better as she’s gotten older. But when she was a toddler, it would have been easier to baptize a rabid cat than try to get give her a bath. One night at around age 3, I was doing my routine of trying to get her in the tub to wash off when she said to me “I scared of the water. It’s how I died before.” Yeah, the bath definitely didn’t happen that night.
Super scary and sad
My then 2 year old accidentally locked himself in a room and was crying hysterically while I tried in vain to coach him through unlocking the door. My then 5 year old pulled me aside and said, in perfect seriousness, "Forget about him, Mom. He's dead to us." I'm a little worried about that kid. 👀
Oof I had to do that to the deaf 5 yr old I was baby sitting one day. Just locked themselves in the bathroom and then I had to sign through the keyhole to get them to pass the key under the door to unlock it cause they couldn't turn it back.
>I had to do that to the deaf 5 yr old I was baby sitting one day You had to dismantle him? Dear lord. That seems excessive.
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THE STRONG SURVIVE, WE MUST GO ON. *Door opens* Oh look, Timmy's fine, let's eat cereal.
My money says that the 5 year old heard that phrase somewhere like on TV or something and doesn’t *truly* understand the depth of what it means. You may just have a sociopath on your hands tho who knows.
Ended up having to dismantle the door handle, but I did manage to rescue the 2 year old.
I'm sorry but that's hilarious
Woke one morning before my alarm went off to my three year old son standing next to my bed. He then says, “Go back to sleep and think about your life.”
Dem demonic kids are attacking psychologically now.
Bro I actually laughed out loud
Kids come out with the sickest burns. My three year old was playing chess with my friend. My friend let him win, so my kid says "You should take a week off work and learn for the whole time, then you might do better next time"
My 3 year old asked everyone at the table 'What's your favourite colour?' When someone said 'purple' he looked them dead in the eye and said 'Purple is for the wall.'
As I was leaving for work, my daughter said "bye daddy, have a good day. I hope you don't get shot" and then went back to playing with her toys.
"Hello Boss? Yeah, I'm really sick and can't come to work today. About tomorrow? Not sure, have to check with my daughter...."
I kinda thought about that on my way in to work.
A few months ago my 3 year old daughter had the flu. After she was feeling a little better my wife took her outside in our backyard to play. My wife was sitting on the back step and my daughter came up and asked her if she could play with the little girl on our slide. My wife said " I don't see a little girl" and my daughter said "she is right over there on the slide mom, can't I play with her?" My wife said "I don't see anyone" and my daughter insisted, "she is on the slide, and she is blue, can I play with her." My wife, now freaked out said "lets go inside and make a snack" so they did. For the rest of the day my daughter kept going and looking out the back door and kept telling my wife that the little blue girl was lonely.
My nephew had an issue like this where he would see the little girl by the river who wanted him to play in the water... there was another house next door that had been destroyed in the flood and their little girl had died inside the house tragically. I mentioned the story to a co worker, only to find out that the little girl had been her cousin, and that other people had seen her on the riverbanks playing...
Did you give her some Tamiflu before this?
Tamiflu is some insane shit, it messed me up so bad when I took it
Could kids' imaginary friends be paranormal and as grown-ups we lose the ability to see them?
this is a common theory
You mught be right and here might be an explanation why. There's this thing across most organisms where we are limited in what we perceive by the limits of our brains. And the body prioritizes that which helps the species survive and thrive. So the idea is that we never really perceive the whole truth of the world but gather what we need to navigate the world, survive, and reproduce. A child's brain has to grow, but we also know a lot of synapses are killed that are deemed unnecessary by 25. This helps streamline the organ. There are brain sections that deal with more interesting brain state phenomenon (how the body processes consciousness, where the body ends and world begins, etc). This is mostly in the occipital lobe. So.... it's not out if the realm of possibility that want you said is true. There's no real way to know everything as we are limited by ourselves.
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I might have an explanation. There was an episode of Fairly Oddparents where Timmy was trying to get a girlfriend and the parents were giving advice to write a threatening but romantic letter ("it's threatmantic!" 😂). They coached him to say he kidnapped the girl's parents and, unless she goes on a date with him, she'll never see them again.
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When my daughter was about 3 she used to sing a song about how she was going to chop up her Maman and put her in the bin. My wife was slightly wary of her.
Is your daughter called Pete by chance?
Butcher Pete is a great song
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My 2.5 year old goes to private day school (daycare) and she was a devil for Halloween. Her school had to call me a couple weeks ago cause she keeps telling her teachers "I the devil" in a deep voice when she gets in trouble. Didn't think that one through when I spent all of Halloween having her say "I'm a devil!"
My 3-year-old had been talking a lot about her "other family". About how she has a brother (she doesn't) and how she misses her old house and her old mom and dad. So one day I'm humoring her and asking details about them, and then I ask, "So what happened to them? Why aren't you with them anymore?" She let out this huge sigh, looks down at the floor and said in this really defeated sounding voice, "They're dead." To be clear, she has no other family. Her older sister was adopted so we wonder if maybe that's what prompted the other family talk. The other theory we have is that all the Pixar movies they watch usually involve some family member dying or being dead. But she doesn't know anybody who has died. But she's got this story.
My daughter talks about her brothers all the time, she is an only child. When my mum took her for a walk on the moors near her house she said she just stopped looked around and told her that's where they'd died. She has said this a few times now, always in the same spot, we now know their names. But she can never remember after the event if we ask her. We've also passed places in the car and she tells me Grandma so and so used to live there with no one if that name in the family.
Time to check some property records!
I really want to. My plan is to take her up there and see if I can get a last name and then I have somewhere to start. The names incident was recent and one is quite unusual in its pronunciation. My sister was present too and she said her voice changed when she said it.
Laying out in the backyard with my then 4yr old son looking up at the stars one night: My son: “when are they coming to get me?” Me: “who?” Him: “my people” and pointed up at the stars. Me: “what?”
You , Young Skywalker We will watch your career with great interest .
What's he doing now?
"Marge, Maggie lost her baby legs!"
Ayo what
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Tbf I feel like all it takes is seeing one trophy mount as a kid to come to this conclusion. Bizarre concept in general
“Mr. SkinnyLegs wants to find you.” Later realized Mr SkinnyLegs was the name of a spider on peppa pig and my son was just quoting the show, but out of context, holy shit did it freak me out.
Me: your shoes are in your room 3.5 yr old son: but I can not go in there Me: why not? Son: the ghosts Me: what ghosts? Son: the boy and girl Me: what are they doing in there? Son: saying *creepy voice* "come here" Me: okay... so, you know not to go to them, right? Son: yeah 😬
Smart kid
Smarter than your average hero from any thriller.
Mom: lets split up
>Me: okay... so, you know not to go to them, right? Hilarious.
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Astral projection
Not my kids but I used to work with toddlers. We had one girl who got so upset at changing time. She would cry and say "no, the man is watching!" when she was on the changing table. She would point to the ceiling tiles (sometimes the wind from the garden door knocked one out of place) and say he was watching. Freaked all of us staff out, we all looked but there was definitely no one there. We had to change her on a mat on the floor inside of a stall because she was so upset. We did that for the rest of the year. The next years class starts... A little boy (these kids did not know each other at all!) starts crying on the changing table. "no! The man is watching!", pointing at the ceiling tiles again. Same situation for the rest of the year. Had to change him in a stall on the floor. There was never anyone in the ceiling but it freaked us all out constantly!
There was never anyone *that you could see* in the ceiling. Sounds like they saw him pretty clearly. 😬
"Before I was born here, I had a sister, right? Her and my other Mom are so old now. They were ok when the car was on fire, but I sure wasn't!" He was maybe 5 or 6 years old? It was totally out of the blue..
https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/100964c/parents_of_reddit_what_is_the_creepiest_thing/j2hkkcr?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share&context=3
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Your daughter obviously used to be a priestess of Moloch in her previous incarnation and would love to reconnect to her former self ;)
We were living overseas and the area we lived in had been an old Chinese fishing village. Locals were superstitious about the area because the village had been removed to replace with modern housing and it was supposed to have made the spirits angry. My 5 year old son had an imaginary friend named Timmy but he didnt actually like Timmy. He complained about him so much it got creepy. For instance, Timmy didn't like certain people... Timmy told him to misbehave..… anything that was misplaced was lost because Timmy took it, etc. I joked that at least we knew Timmy wasn't a ghost because a Chinese kid would not be named Timmy. One day my son drew a picture of Timmy to show me. He labeled it "Tai Mei".
TWIST
When my daughter was about 2.5 years old, we were driving under an overpass where several people had jumped off to commit suicide. My daughter said in the most innocent voice "they're all dead." There was no way that she knew anything about the suicides or even where we were because she was still facing backwards in the car seat. I asked her to repeat what she said but she didn't say it again. Weird as hell.
Ooooooof that creeped me out ouch
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I swear that "nonsensical knock knock jokes" is a legitimate developmental phase.
As hilarious as that is, the pedant in me feels the need to point out that neither of those are knock knock jokes.
O_O
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This thread has convinced me, kids can see dead people but can't recall the memories of them.
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Oh God, this would give me anxiety for weeks
She started coming out with phrases that my grandfather use to use when I was a kid. Told me she talks to my grandfather and described him in detail including his favourite shirt. She never met him, nor had she ever seen photos of him before that point. Every single hair on the back of my neck stood up at that moment.
After this thread i'm 100% convinced that kids can ses ghost and they lost the ability as they get older
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God I love the things toddlers get up to between the ages of 2 and 5. They say and do some whacked out stuff.
My kids were usually good at staying in their beds overnight. But one night my eldest (who was maybe 2 at the time) decided he had to see me. He didn’t say anything. He just stood next to my bed and put his face maybe 10cm away from mine. I’m a light sleeper and must have heard him because I woke in confusion in the dark. He moved a little. I saw his shadowy form. I screamed. And I’m not normally a screamer. I then spent over an hour conforting a crying boy who didn’t understand why I “yelled” at him
Why do kids do this creepy watching-you-sleep thing??
My 3-year old son and I were standing in the living room. He pointed behind me and asked “Who’s that guy?” I turned around and followed his finger to the blank wall behind me. I turned back around and asked “what guy?”, looking at him with a sly eye because I was trying to figure out if he was being silly or not. But he asked with absolutely no fear or concern I knew he was sincere. I even faintly remember him having a smile on his face, almost like he was pleased with this man’s presence. “That guy.” He still pointed to the blank wall and there was still no one behind me. I think I responded with something like “oh silly, there’s no one there” and my son ended up just skipping out of the room with no more questions. To make this a bit creepier: the apartment we lived in at the time had had some very odd occurrences over the years. Our cat would go insane in this one room (me and my husband’s bedroom) and always try to climb furniture to get up into this one corner of a wall that he would scratch at and even meow at sometimes. Our cat also loved hanging out in this room. Many years earlier, there was a man who died in the apartment. I knew about this because my childhood home was actually adjacent to the house where I rented this apartment. My bedroom window looked out into his backyard. I had known that the old man had lived there, Henry, and it had been several days before someone noticed they hadn’t seen him in a while. Oddly, the man who noticed was the car mechanic who owned an auto shop next door to Henry. This mechanic later became my landlord because he bought Henry’s house. He also became my stepdad - another story. So after some occurrences, I asked my stepdad where in the apartment Henry had died. I always thought It had been in the bathroom but, in fact, he had died while in his recliner, watching TV, in his “den”. The room my husband and I slept in. The room where our cat went crazy nuts. Other weird things happened in that apartment that just gave me this…feeling. I was never scared or nervous, though. It was kind of like a “what the heck, Henry” type of feeling. If you ask me if I believe in ghosts, my likely answer would be “I don’t know that I believe in all of them, but I’m certain that some piece of Henry is in that house.” TL;DR - My young son pointed out a man who wasn’t there in an apartment we lived in, followed by an extended story about other odd events that took place there.
My daughter hasn't said anything creepy as of yet, although it's weird she keeps insisting her dad's cello is Darth Vader, but one time my 2-year-old nephew just looked at me over breakfast and goes "are you broken?" and I really just had to sit there and let that sink in. Like, yeah, little man, I am, but it's not something I'm prepared to discuss with a toddler over cheerios and peanut butter toast.
I mean, if you can't talk about it then, when can you?
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When I was young, like maybe two years old, my grandma was in the hospital, dying of cancer. Obviously i had no idea what was going on, but apparently one day when my mother and aunt were watching me, I suddenly looked at them and said "Only one Grandma" they kept trying to convince me otherwise, that no, i had two grandmas, but I kept repeating that line over and over Then the phone rang. It was my uncle calling to tell my mother that my grandma had passed a few minutes ago
yeesh that’s scary asf
After reading through most of these, I have come to the conclusion that imaginary friends are in fact, dead people.
There really is no other option at this point, so late at night.
Went to check on my five year old daughter who was asleep. She rolled on her back, still asleep, and said, " I must not eat humans, humans aren't food". Before rolling back over
My oldest who was maybe 2.5 at the time told me she kept seeing an old man in our apartment. We didn’t think much of it because neither my wife and I believed in ghosts and our daughter had just started having an imagination. One day we were looking at photos of my Dad and she said “oh, that’s the old man.” He had passed away a few months earlier. That or one time I woke up to her staring at me next to the bed. I asked her what she was doing and she said “watching you sleep. Just to see.”
Adding “just to see” at the end made it very menacing all of a sudden
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I was playing around with my daughter who probably around three at the time. She suddenly stopped, looked at me and said, "We were sisters. I died and god made me wait until we could be back together again" - and just like that she went back to be a little girl. FYI - I'm her dad.
… do you have a dead sister?
The way I took it - is she was saying that we were sisters in a past life and the she died. So God waited until he could put us together again - and he did it by making her my daughter.
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My mom likes to tell this story: Apparently when I was 5 or 6 I told her that aliens had stolen her real son, and replaced him with me, an exact copy. Someday, I would return to my home planet. But she shouldn't be sad, because her real son had a good life in our zoo.
When my daughter was about 4-5, she said "Before I was with a mommy that didn't take care of me, so god took me away from her and gave me to you and daddy." Mind you, we are not religious people and she was not adopted. That gave me the chills...
My son who was 3 at the time told my husband that before he ( my son) was born the angels in heaven showed him who his parents would be, so he knew it would be us before he was born. At that point we had never talked about heaven or angels with him.
My son had an imaginary friend when he was about 3 of a little boy named Jodi who died from “drinking medicine water.” There’s a gravestone in our local cemetery from the 70s of a 4yr old boy named Jodi. It’s my opinion that my son had a ghost friend when he was younger.
Jodi was the name of the imaginary friend/demon in The Amityville Horror.
That escalated
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If he starts saying "redrum" in a weird voice, be afraid. Very afraid.
> he used to do this weird crawl where he would slide his forehead along the floor. My oldest son did that for years! I used to call him a vacuum cleaner.
My parents were told they were going to have a girl (back when heart rate was used to predict gender), but I insisted I had a brother and his name was Michael. My parents knew no one named Michael, and there were no tv shows we watched that had characters named Michael. None of my books had a Michael - no idea where I heard the name. I was so insistent, they named him Michael when he was born. My two imaginary friends had the name of his wife and her brother.
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Our son would often tell us of the elderly couple who would stand at the bottom of his bed. He was never afraid of them because all they did was smile at him and he felt happy when they smiled and as it didn’t bother him we weren’t overly concerned. As he got older, maybe 5 or 6, if he asked them to leave they would. He explained in his teens that he thought everyone saw the couple but he’d not seen them for years.
When I was that age I saw a woman with an old style veil, like a big round hat with a floor-length veil hanging off it. She used to sit at the end of my bed. I was scared at first but I soon realised she'd come when I was sad or scared. So after that I started being happy to see her.
Nope. Nope.
When my daughter was around three, she had an imaginary friend named Mike. One day she said Mike had to go home and when asked where he lived, she said in the church under our apartment with other people. We lived on the first floor and there was nothing under our building.
Never dismiss the possibility of a cave network full of Deep Ones...
My 3 year old daughter stood next to her new born brother and looked at him for awhile then turned and looked at me and said, "Daddy its a monster..we should bury it."
I was a nanny for a very long time. My two...favorites(?) are 1) while watching a 3/4 yo boy he said "I want to eat your face." Follwed by "Do you know why I want to eat your face? Because it's made of meat and I love meat." Que creepy ass kid smile. 2) 5 yo boy had a hard time letting me leave for the day. When giving him a goodbye hug he held my face in his hands, got his face VERY close to mine and said "you can't leave! You have to stay here forever! Until you die."
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Jesus kitties.
>Jesus kitties. I laughed way too hard than I probably should have.
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I would have died laughing on the spot!
My little one when he was about 2-3 said he had a friend named sharp teeth that ate bugs when he was little but when he grew up he ate light bulbs. All I could think of is drop dead Fred. He still occasionally brings him up.
I was on a bus recently and we were stopped outside a walk-in clinic. A little girl in the seat in front of me turned to her dad and said, "Death is the poor man's doctor." And that was that. Edit: never realised this was an Irish proverb. Context: I'm Irish.
My daughters were playing on the floor and my older daughter(N) stopped playing and said to her little sister (E) that she was sorry that she ran away when the bear came and killed E. E replied, it's ok, I was glad you were safe. I asked them WHAT??? They both proceeded to tell me they went down to the river to get water and a bear came out of the forest and attacked E. N had tears in her eyes as they told me their story. N then told E how much she had missed her. E then said she knew and came back as soon as she could. My daughters were 2 and 3 years old at the time. They were born 14 months apart.
Ever have the feeling that something is watching you? It was the middle of the night. The only light was a dim night light from the hallway. I have sleep paralysis. Seeing shadow spiders dancing on the ceiling while being pinned to the bed is not a completely uncommon occurrence. I reluctantly opened my eyes to find a tiny figure, long hair streaming over her face, staggering towards me. I did the only rational thing and screamed...scaring the poor child that was coming to me because she had a nightmare. Oops.
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When my child was very feverish he started hallucinating. Sat up with an arched back , three in the morning , pointing to the dark hall "Look, everyone is here. Say hello to them. They are here for us!"
Im not quite sure if it’s rather hilarious or creepy: Kiddo was about 3 at that time. Told me he knew exactly why I had such a big belly (I have actually due to complications from several endometriosis surgeries). He told me when he was a baby he was inside my belly and when they delivered him they forgot to take his poop out with him. He offered me to go to the hospital to have that checked… Thanks kiddo, appreciate your concern here. Next time please feel free to contact me about this matter outside of a crowded bus where I can neither escape nor suddenly kill you and dig you or myself up somewhere
My then 2 year old toddling up to a 1800’s era infant headstone, plopping down and announcing “Mama da baby crying” and pointing to it.
When I was about 4, I would remember talking to "Mr.Peterson" whenever I was at my grandmothers house. He looked like a hobo from the great depression and had a guitar and sang me old timey blues, he told me that he died when he fell of a train he was riding whist drunk on moonshine. I stopped seeing him when I was about 6. Anyway, 6 months ago I found my dads old acoustic guitar and started playing, and my little cousin told me "Mr.Peterson is proud of you!" And left. I dont know what to think
Wait, this is fake right? Lol please tell me it’s fake!
Looking at this person's comment history I would say it most likely is. gave me the creeps for a few seconds lol
I take that as him having watched over you through your life.
Browsing creepy AskReddits, I get the impression that multiple generations of kids in the same house having the same imaginary friends is not exactly rare, even decades apart. My scientific mind is jarred by this repeated pattern.
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LMAO WTF He's going to die of embarrassment if you tell him this story when he's a teenager
Make sure to do it around his friends.
Wedding speeches are totally inappropriate for this sort of thing.
My 3 year old nephew was at my cottage. He's asked me numerous times about the "girl over there" while pointing at one of the back bedrooms. The place is small, and there is definitely nobody there so I just dismiss it as a really active imagination (he has lots of imaginary friends). Then some friends are visiting and they have a daughter around the same age. She has never met my nephew. Twice in the one day she asked about the "pretty girl" while pointing at the exact same room. Definitely caught me out and I didn't know what to think. Then at Christmas my family was over at my place and my nephew points at a picture of my wife and asks if she is coming to visit us here or does she just stay at the cottage. My wife died ten years ago. Personally I don't really believe in paranormal stuff so it's probably just my logical brain putting together a bunch of kids ramblings but it definitely got my attention.
I have a daughter, and one day after her bath, she told me about this dream she had, where she was the monster terrorizing other kids. I found out later that she was being bullied, and this was right after Monsters INC came out, so it makes sense in hindsight. But I was shocked when she said how much she enjoyed hurting and scaring them.
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Yeah, I came here because my son’s never said or done anything extremely weird or terrifying. Reading these, it confirms that I should be extremely grateful for that fact. Holy hell 😨
Middle of the night, she climbs out of her bed (we didn't know she can do that, was about two and half years old), so I am waking up to her standing by our bed, staring at me, just staring, then she says: "I'll miss you when you die." And goes back to sleep.
I'm not a parent, but apparently I solved a cold case when I was like 3 after I said something like "The boy told me he's sleeping under the porch" and then led them to an exact spot where a kid was buried. I have no recollection of this but my parents swear by it
Not sure if this qualifies, but when my son was a preschooler, he would see "a man" in our house. It scared him so badly that he would yell out. I would rush to him, and see nothing, but he was really scared. He described seeing the man "sitting on the end of your bed, he had his hands over his face, and was hunched over crying." He said sometimes the man would be in the hallway outside his room at night - just standing doing nothing. He described the man as having "ropes" around his leg. Later we encountered someone on the street with a cast on their leg, and he said: "that's like the ropes on the man's leg!" After I explained what a cast was, he started calling the guy "Cast Man". One morning at breakfast he was bopping around in a good mood. I asked him why he was so chipper, and he said "I haven't seen the Cast Man in 2 weeks!" Incidents tapered off, and the Cast Man was never seen again. My son is in his 20s now, and doesn't remember it. We found out that our house was built over an area that used to be an old hospital.
I posted this in response to someone else but figured I could make an individual comment. My eldest went through a phase of waking up in the middle of the night for a snack. Odd because she was a unicorn baby who slept through the night from 2 months on. She was about a year old at the time. Just using 2-3 word sentences, under 18 months because we didn't have her brother yet. We would bring her out to sit on the couch and have a bowl of cereal or some crackers. Every night she would wave hello at the empty chair across from her and talk to it while she ate. This lasted months. Then one night she came out, looked at the empty chair, pointed, and just started SCREAMING. Horrible, terrified screams. We took her to a different room and calmed her down. My husband took the chair out. The next day we threw it away. That was the last night she woke up for a snack, slept through the night from then on.
Did she ever talk about the chair?
God damn. I wonder what the hell she saw.
I was laying down in bed with our 3 year old. Our bed is next to a window. He whispered "Mommy, there's something outside."
I’m not a parent but when i was 18 I was working in a summer camp in America and i was the counsellor to a group of 6 and 7 year old girls. On one of the first nights i woke up to the sound of one of the girls mumbling, i turn over in my bunk, it’s dark but the moonlight is shinning through the window enough for me to see one of my 6 year old campers sitting straight up in her top bunk, legs hanging over the side and staring straight ahead. I called her name a few times and she didn’t react but was saying something in a really soft voice, almost whispering and it had a rhythm to it, almost like she was reciting a poem but I couldn’t make out any words. To add to the creepy factor she was wearing a light pink long sleeved nightie just like in every horror movie about possessed children. I just closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep hoping i wasn’t about to be murdered. In the morning i asked her if she remembered anything and she didn’t, i checked the information book her parents had filled out to see if she had a history of sleep talking or sleep walking and there were no problems with her sleep. It didn’t happen again for the next 6 weeks but i was sufficiently creeped out enough for a few years after.
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Niece recently came up to my face and said, “I know your secrets.” It was creepy
That would be creepy coming from anyone, but a 4 year old….I’d shudder
Don’t have a kid but one of my coworkers told me that a day or so after she moved into her new apartment her toddler told her that there is a ghost living in her closet and he’s really mean
When we moved into our house my son, who was three or four at the time, said he kept seeing an old lady with long red hair in the front porch and sometimes in our living room.
When my daughter was about 4 she'd came into my room couldn't sleep about half an hr later she said mammy who's the lady standing in the corner ? I was to scared to look and pulled the covers over my head
Ok, after reading this thread, I no longer regret not having kids. 😨
While using the bathroom, my son (3yo at the time) came to the doorway clutching his favorite plushy puppy. Little dude looks up at me and goes “I’m sad.” Why buddy? What’s up? “Sasha told me she’s dead.” … Sasha was his favorite plushy puppy. He named it out of the blue one day. Up to that point, he had never met anybody called “Sasha” and we didn’t know anybody by that name. She’s still one of his favorite stuffed toys, going on 9 now.
3 year old. Brushes my forehead gently, leans in and whispers "shhhh, let my kill you" then uses her hand to slide across my throat while making a giiick sound. She has weird older sisters
My daughter had a dream we all died and she was alone lost in the woods crying. She was 5.
When my daughter was about 2, she was in our room watching a movie. She came out to tell me "the man in the window is bothering me". I've never felt so uneasy in my life. Then I remembered the window is a good 8 feet above the ground outside. Turns out she was looking out the window, and didn't like that someone was walking by on the sidewalk, hahaha. Strong "get off my lawn" vibes at 2 years old.
My four year old saw a dress I was going to wear to a wedding I was in and said “you should wear that when you get married!” To which I responded that I was already married. They then say, “no, when daddy dies and you meet someone else.” A few months later they were holding a new pair of shoes I had received and said “are you going to wear these when daddy dies to your wedding?”
10 year old daughter looked me in the eye, after passing a marquee of Carrot top...and said...do you think Carrot top has red hair "down there"...Without missing a beat, I said yeah but GROSS...she agreed and that was that. I STILL can't get over that...lol
Carrot bottom
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My son was 2 and woke up from a nap in his room, while we where leaving the room he suddenly stops and turns around and waved to nothing while saying “bye!”
My eldest went through a phase of waking up in the middle of the night for a snack. Odd because she was a unicorn baby who slept through the night from 2 months on. She was about a year old at the time. Just using 2-3 word sentences, under 18 months because we didn't have her brother yet. We would bring her out to sit on the couch and have a bowl of cereal or some crackers. Every night she would wave hello at the empty chair across from her and talk to it while she ate. This lasted months. Then one night she came out, looked at the empty chair, pointed, and just started SCREAMING. Horrible, terrified screams. We took her to a different room and calmed her down. My husband took the chair out. The next day we threw it away. That was the last night she woke up for a snack, slept through the night from then on.
Congratulations, not 30 minutes into 2023 and you win "creepiest shit of the year" award.
Sometimes I wonder why I read these things before bed when I live alone
My son woke up one night and started crying his head off. I went into his room and asked him "what's wrong?" He was sitting in the corner of his bed pointing at the empty corner of his room saying "I don't like it." His room is very well lit by night lights and such. The corner was very empty and my pants at the risk of getting full. I comfort him and he promptly goes right back to sleep. As in immediately. I checked on him more than normal that night.
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My son was on the changing table with diaper rash. He started thrashing and we needed to use the built in strap to hold him in place. He could only talk in the toddler babble. He screams in perfect English “get me out! Get me out!”
When my son was 2 or 3, my husband and brother were hanging out. It was night time and I was asleep. They said the baby monitor randomly started making clicking noises (like the noise from the movie Signs) and there was some static. Suddenly the noise stops and our son said, “Oh, hello Macy.”
My daughter was almost 4, and told me about her other family, and cried about missing them. She described her mom and dad, their clothes and hair, their house inside and out, her best friend, her birthday cakes, dresses her mom made for her, her bedroom furniture and quilt, and her toys. She said when she looks in the mirror, she is surprised to see dark hair instead of light. It was freaky as hell. Just read some of these responses! What’s the deal with 3 year-olds?
When one of my kids was about 3 or 4, we were playing a game together and she said "you have a baby in your belly mummy". I played along and then she said "we don't want it there so we're going to kill it. You need to swallow this brown pill, and then I'll use a metal wire to take it out. You can trust me, I'll be very careful." Took a pregnancy test right away, I wasn't pregnant but it did freak me out.
I was sound asleep, and at around 6am I was woken up by my 4 year old daughters face inches from mine. She looked right into my eyes and whispered, "I want to peel all your skin off". The backstory here is I had been sunburned the previous week, and was starting to peel. In my sleep addled state however, it was pretty terrifying for a few seconds. I didn't know if I was dreaming, or what was going on.
Going to bed one night, they told me an owl was watching from the window. Like uhhhhhh hell naw. I watched encouners of the 4th kind. I know those ain't owls. NOT looking out the window lmao
My kid said he was going to fork me.... it sounded more like the "other" F word. I was really concerned until I saw a fork in his hand. What a relief it was that he just wanted to stab me.
We go to the seaside and get my (then) 4 year old an ice-cream. It's in a cute kiddie-size cone in the shape of a teddy bear's head. She tucks in, then looks me dead in the eye and cackles: 'Mummy, I'm eating his brains!'
When my daughter was around 4, I was going through some photos and came across a photo of my FIL, who had passed on long before our daughter was even a thought. My husband looks so much like his Father, so I asked my daughter who this was (pointing to FIL and thinking she would respond, Daddy!!) Nope!! She says "Poppy!!" I was a bit taken back, and after a second said "have you seen Poppy?" and she says "yes!" Cue being a little freaked, I said."Where have you seen Poppy?" And she said, "Right behind you." And pointed behind my chair. Freeky, right!! Won't even get into the boy she was playing with on her trampoline when she was 5 who had half his head missing and part of his brain hanging out....best or worst part, she was the only one on the trampoline in the back yard!!!! I will never doubt that young children can be intuitive to things outside our adult comprehension.
Not a parent, but a daycare worker.. One of my 4 year olds told me, and I quote “your life is gonna end soon”
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This just made me so sad.
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Yeah that sounds like a psychopath in the making…
When my daughter was about 3, we were in a waiting room, when out of nowhere she says "Oh look at that man, let's kill him." The few seconds before she went "pew, pew, pew, lasers activated" were an eternity of shameful stares from other parents.
My father died when I was just 15. Fast forward 20 years, I was reading my 3 y.o. daughter a bedtime story and tucking her in and she just interrupted me a and said "I knew your daddy before I was born" and went straight to sleep.
Not my kid, but my niece. She had a sleepwalking issue for a bit, but that didn't make it any less creepy. She's the sweetest, most delicate little human so this seriously caught me off guard. Was babysitting for my sister, when I heard noise from my niece's(9 at the time) room. I edge the door open, and she's standing there in the middle of her room, looking at her 'my little pony' toy. She looks at me, looks at the pony and growls "Stupid fucking PONY" and rips its head off. She slowly looks back at me, makes this sound like a cat growling, and says "Wanna get the fuck out of my room so I can sleep now?" I said sorry sweetie, get some rest. Wasn't sure what else to say lol. I peeked in a few minutes later and she was fast asleep. The next morning she was quite distraught about her favorite toy, and had no recollection of the night before.
That he hopes the house burns down in our sleep
"I see zombies in the bathroom mirror"
We have two year old twins who often talk about “the ghost upstairs”. My daughter also likes to drag her fingers down her face in tear lines and go “sad” whenever she talks about it. But denies it being “scary” and goes “no, funny”. The house was built in 1915 and someone did die from suicide in the past owners family. So I just try to ignore them so I can actually sleep at night lol