50 Of The Creepiest Things Kids Have Said That We Do Not Recommend Reading Alone (New Tweets)
Kids bring joy and give meaning to our lives, but those are not the only things the little rascals are capable of. While there’s no doubt that children are honest and pure, it turns out they have a dark and mysterious side to them too.
Somehow, certain weird kids get a feeling of the spirit world still tangible to them, and as haunting as it may sound, they sometimes share the creepy stories with their parents. Someone on Twitter shared a story of their child channeling spirits of a previous life, and it turns out that she's not the only one who has experienced this. Can there be something more to it?
In the list below, we here at Bored Panda have compiled the scariest things kids say, and they are so eerie, there’s no way they could’ve imagined them. From death threats to seeing dead relatives, these creepy kids have definitely left their caretakers gasping, and made people question their beliefs about ghosts and reincarnation! Be advised not to read the stories before you go to bed unless you’re longing for a sleepless night. However, if you’re a horror story fan, then go ahead - it’s better than any plot twist we’ve seen in a movie.
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Kids will be kids. Sometimes weird, impolite, and in your face, other times goofy, hilarious and adorable. But what if a child has been acting weird lately? When should parents get alarmed? To find out about that and other aspects of parenting, Bored Panda spoke with Anisa Lewis, a positive parenting coach who was happy to share some insights.
If a child suddenly starts acting out of the norm, parents should trust their judgment. “It really depends on your child and what it is that they are doing that has alerted you to their different behavior. You know your child best and if you are concerned in any way and the behavior has not changed for the better then it is always best to intervene.”
“Depending on the age of the child and the behavior, you might wish to start with open-ended questions ‘What is going on for you?’ ‘How can I help?’ as a starting point,” Anisa explained and added that more serious behavior changes may need a different approach.
Speaking of parenting, we have all heard about quality time with a child, something so many parents feel confused about. So we asked Anisa what role it plays in a child's development and how parents can have that quality time. “Quality time with your child is important no matter their age. Setting yourself up with a routine of quality time with your child when they are little will help to set you up for success as they grow older and their needs change,” she said.
I don't mean to claimed that I have 6 sense or what, but when I was kids I tend to see spirit of people who will die in a few days. Like my neighbor last year, I saw him sitting between his friends. And I thought he is getting better due to the illness he suffer. I told my mother about them, then she said, he has been hospitalized for a week and in coma. The next day, we received a news saying he already passed away.
My mom had a similar experience. She was peeling potatoes at the sink when she dropped everything and said “my dad just died”. My mom and dad went immediately to Toronto, an hours drive away, and when they got there they were told he had died an hour ago. His death wasn’t unexpected, but the day and his time of death wasn’t known!
My mom claims that a night or two before Kennedy was killed in Dallas, she had a nightmare in which he had been killed. She lived in Houston at the time.
When I was 10, my dad went with me to my granddad, who was very sick. I told him we'd better hurry, or we'll be to late. Then he visited his sister first, and again I told him we had to hurry. When finally we left his sister and were stepping the car, I said that we didn't have to hurry anymore because granddad was dead. My dad became angry and told me to shut up. When we arrived a the nursing home, they told us that my granddad just passed away. It was at the moment I told my dad his father had died, and we didn't have to hurry anymore. I said to my dad; I told you so. If we hadn't gone to his siter first, we'd been 'on time'. And now we were to late... my dad was floored.
When I was about 5 or 6 I had a dream of my great grandmother protecting me from some wild animal that had entered the house of my grandparents. The night I had the dream was the night she passed away. I still remember that dream very vivdly espacially as my mom and grandma were standing in the kitchen and not responding to my search for help.
Cursed intuitive empathy that is genetic but not talked about often.
Anisa explained that parents often believe that they need to give their child hours and hours of time. In fact, that’s not true since “it is the quality of time over the quantity that really matters.” It may be that “ten minutes of focused attention (yes, phones away), leaning into something your child wants to do or being available at the same time every day to chat is just as effective as hours of time spent with them where you are distracted, on your phones or juggling many aspects of your day.”
The freaking out I get. This proves children see what we can't see... Their innocence of it gets taken away as adults because they are made to feel stupid and unreal about these situations.
On the other hand, everyone knows that some parents and children never grow close together. This lack of connection follows them to their adulthood, and rebuilding it may be hard, yet possible. “There is always a possibility to change this when they grow up. It is about communication, listening and forgiveness.”
Anisa also said that reasons that parents and kids never become close could be due to so many reasons: trauma, personalities, life stresses and circumstances. “Healing is two-sided and both need to be willing to do the work in order to change the foundation and boundaries of their relationship,” she concluded.
Have you tried learning (or relearning) Latin? Might come very easily to you.
there are 3 kinds of people 1) who can see hear and feel souls 2) who can only hear and feel souls 3) wno can neither see feel or hear souls . only can hear the soudnd they make when u ask " if you are around me make a noise"
What kind of picture was it? A photo? Someone in the family? A drawing?
Eeeh.... this one I think it's probably just projection. If it was so random they can't possibly remember with much detail the face of the lady in the bank, and didn't know her name. They can't be sure it was the same person that got arrested. It could very well be another woman with similar hair and body type and they just really wanted to believe it was the same person.
Where are the BP naysayers and party poopers? Your explanation's needed for this one!
It's maybe a common thing for kids to think they were their parents' parents. A way to inverse roles, powers... My son once told me "When I was your father and you didn't want to eat your food, I was upset too." (BTW my father died when I was 17, but I'm more into psychological explanations than ghosts ;p )
I need clarification, you gave him lighthouse themed STAIRS? As in steps? What would that look like?
Did you carry out some research about his sayings? Just to know...
while i can somewhat understand this post. i am so tired of these abbreviations... and i am only in my early 20's
I used to dress my son in a sailor suit (it was adorable) in 1998 and 1999.
I'm not really clear on this one. "Alice" isn't a common name? What about Alice in Wonderland?
I was over at friends' house one evening. They had a baby (maybe 6 months old) and a toddler (almost 3 years) who had both been put to bed for the night. We hear activity on the baby monitor. They explained that when the baby wakes up, the toddler would hear her first and go in the room to "check on her". So as the wife is getting up to go put them both back to bed, we hear the toddler say to the baby, "Tell me again what God looks like.....I'm starting to forget."
I've heard this story before :P It's a cute one. Makes me want to find an infant so I can ask the same question haha.
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Some stories made me cry, others gave me chills. Some were hard to make sense of (looking at the last one). But most just make me wish my dad or mom would send me a sign and give me comfort.
Same, while I personally fully believe there's a God and an afterlife (even a pre-existence,) I honestly couldn't bring myself to believe well over half of these. They'd be fun for a movie though I suppose.
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I don't really believe in most of these, a lot of them seem to be made up by the parents. I'm pretty skeptical about all this...
Just try to be a little more open-minded, just because you haven't experienced something doesn't mean it isn't real
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My son was three years old, when one day I took him home from Kindergarten. There is a river in front of our house. When we crossed the bridge over it, he pointed to a point on the other side and said to me: "that's where I fall into the water and drowned. And in (next town, approximately 2 km away) they put a rope around my belly and dragged me out" what my son didn't know, this aunt fell into the water at the age of 2 and a half, at the exact place he pointed at. She drowned and was retrieved from the water how and where he told me! This happens roughly 40 years before he was born. He couldn't heard about it, because no one in our family ever talked about it! I was scared to death!
When my son was 4 (he's 26 now), my husband and I took him to Sagamore Hill (Teddy Roosevelt's home) and we also visited the surrounding related areas, like the bird sanctuary, and the cemetery. As we were walking around the grounds of the cemetery, I noticed our son marching around in circles, near a few large stones embedded in the ground. He was in some sort of a trance-like state, repeating over and over, "I am Kermit" "I am Kermit". I was puzzled, because he never watched the Muppets much, and he just kept saying it. I went to him, and took him by the hand, and as I was leading him away, toward my husband, who had wandered of, I looked down at one of the stones where he'd been marching, and I saw the name on the headstone...Kermit Roosevelt. My son had just turned 4, and couldn't read yet. I panicked, and told my husband that we needed to leave IMMEDIATELY! I still think about that a lot, and it ALWAYS creeps me out. :(
Don't be so cynical. You just need to have kids. My three old talks and plays with "Grama", even though she's been gone 10 years; and any pictures I have of her were destroyed in a flood yrs ago. Last week, I showed him a pic of her that a family member had on Facebook and he said, "That's Grama!!! She makes me laff!! Protects me from Misser Scratch under my bed!!!"
Some of these stories are made up, some of them might have been a reference to something else, for example a dream, and then some might have just been a coincidence. Most of these stories are about reincarnation, which has no evidence behind it. People believe what they want to believe.
People also believe they're right when they make blanket judgements about someone else's experience being a complete fabrication, misrepresentation, or coincidence, even though they have no hard evidence to back up such a blanket statement.
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When I was little, I started speaking 'gibberish' for some words even though I knew the English words. Years later I have Polish friends and realize the 'gibberish' words my mom couldn't understand weren't gibberish at all. It was Polish.
From the time I was very young, just old enough to say the word "military", I talked about joining one day. I actually felt driven to do so, like I had something to complete. Also, anything related to WWII was of deep interest to me and I could name (and loved) more of the music from that era than I could from the 60's that I was growing up in. When I was in high school, my history teacher, whom I had known since I was about 6, would recount tales of his time in the Pacific during WWII. Throughout the story, he'd turn to me and say something like "remember that?" or "isn't that so?", as if I had been there with him. Maybe he knew something I was only vaguely aware of.
I didn’t read all of them, but I feel like half of them is “Yay, there is a life after death” and the other half is “yay, magic is real” ....I don’t know😅
It's more "Yay, there's death before life."
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During my pregnancy we decided not to know the sex until birth. So one day a friend of mine and her daughter did visit us and we we're just having a casual talk. She was coloring something and just out of nowhere she looks at me and says very matter of factly "I know what it is". Her mom and I shared a little look and I asked her "what what is". "The baby, it is a boy" she went on with drawing and we just looked at eachother like WHAATT and decided to act very natural about it. Somehow I just immidiatly knew she was right and she was.
I have a ton of stories that would make your hair curl but my mom was convinced I was the reincarnation of HER mom. My grandma died 2 years before I was born and My mom told me stories about how I would say and do things that proved to her I was her mother. On the other hand I am convinced my son is my Maternal grandfather.... for many many reasons but one of the big ones was when he was about two I asked him to do something and he goes "Ok, I Love you Anna Banana" and I asked him why he said that and he looked at me and said I always called you Anna Banana and I love you was the last thing I said to you. Which my grandfather called me Anna Banana and the last words he spoke were I love you Anna Banana.
Why can't we accept that life is forever? Only bodies are mortal.
Things like this are real but adults will belittle it because of their own insecurities. I was told I am. Possessed by demons for predicting and seeing things that happened. We are surrounded by energy and we are made of 60% of plant DNA and 80% water. Spirits of our past are present and keep their promises. We are now limited more Than ever because of technology.
I believe in other lives, remember that Christianity is one of the big major religions that Doesn't follow this belief so it's quite the odd one out. I am very sceptical of several of the posts here but out of respect I'm not saying that on the individual posts. If someone wishes to believe grandma has been seen or come back then who am I to spoil such special and precious moments for them? 😊
This. This is all anyone can ask, and thank you for it. Respecting everyone's right to believe what they choose is what it's all about. It hurts no one to be tolerant of others' belief systems.
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Scary stories to you, Tuesday to me. My mom works as a life coach and as a psychic and she tells me this stuff all the time. Her abilities passed down to me and I've been learning that I'm clairsentient so not only do I hear this all the time, but now I can see it for myself. For example, a friend of mine was frustrated that he didn't get any action when he joined the military and I found out that his past life was a German soldier during WW1 who was shot down in no man's land before he could do any fighting himself.
My mother, as a kid, buried all of her pets in the backyard of my Grandma's house. More then once while visiting I would hear dogs running back and forth threw the house. When I told my mom all she said was "oh yeah, that's Jocko, he does that sometimes".
For the longest time as a kiddo, apparently, I kept asking my mom if we could go through old pictures; like over and over. She finally sat down with me and started looking through old pictures and I got really frustrated cause I couldn't find the picture I was looking for. I had a "memory" or a photograph of me being baptized the old-school way (in a pond, lake, etc) by an old timey priest and my hair and eyes were different colors. For the longest time I argued with my mother about this and she swore that no such picture existed. I spent years thinking that it was real. Eventually I got old enough (and studied psychology in college) to realize that I probably saw a movie or something when I was a kid that stuck with me. Creeped the f**k out of my mom though.
My youngest grandson recently told my daughter about a dream he had where he went into his sisters room, turned on the light and heard a crackling noise. He said then he was on the floor and heard buzzing noises and he was dead. This did not happen to him but he said it was a dream! All three grandkids have said and done strange things like this until they grew older. Granddaughter once asked her mother who the angry man in the dining room was when they lived in a very unpleasant feeling house, nobody else was there in house.
Though this were interesting, I don't believe for a second that the kids were actually telling the truth. I use to say things like this all the time, such as "When I was forty I used to always go to see movies!" and talk about kids I "had" and stuff and how I got adopted. I remember clearly saying these and what I was thinking at the time, and it was all because I wanted to "impress" someone and sound "cool." I thought it was very funny at the time.
There are people who will believe anything, including that there is an old bearded white man living in the clouds who sees everything, spontaneously created the human race as "perfect", gave humans free will, got angry at them when they exercised that free will, and wiped them out with vengeance for it. The point is to be tolerant of others' beliefs and respect their right to believe what they want. You'd expect nothing less from others concerning your own beliefs.
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When I was kids, I always dream about a white mansion and family who lives there. It keep on continuing until I reach 13. I remember one of them once told me that soon I'll be joining them. And now, I'm already turn 23, really missing them so much. Everytime, I'm in depression, I'll remember each one of them.
I once spoke to a person in my house that only I could see, and when I pointed him out to my mother, she freaked, and ran into the garden. And I used to draw pretty violent imagery as a kid, too. According to my parents, at least. All I remember of my childhood is awesome 90s TV, the Spice Girls, and trying to be a Power Ranger, copying a spin kick, and almost smashing my ankle after hitting it on our solid oak table.
One time I was babysitting these little kids, the boy was 8 years old, one girl was 5, and the youngest girl was 3. We were playing hide and seek outside, and while the two older kids hid together, the 3 y/o and I played seeker. There are woods behind their house, and they're supposed to stay in sight of the house, Anyways, while searching the woods, the little girl starts pointing to trees and saying "That tree's gonna eat you if you touch it." I laughed it off and touched the tree, and (obviously) nothing happened. After this happened 4 times, I said "Why will the trees eat us?" She looks at me sort of confused for a second and goes "Not us...Only you." I was a little weirded out but laughed it off. We kept looking, at at some point I said "Okay, we're far enough in the woods now, let's go look somewhere else." She looked me dead in the eyes and said: "No. Don't follow me." And started running into the woods. Not super scary, but kinda freaked me out lol
And old high school friend and I took our dates to a condemned mansion/girls school that was rumored to be haunted. We met the security guard that checked on the place and begged him to let us look around. He said ok on the condition that if the city police showed up, he caught us in there and we'd get trespassing citations. As we went through the dark house, it was obvious it had been the place of parties, vandals and squatters. He told us stories about when it was a girl school..that several girls were rumored to have died in a fire in the dorms. When we reached that end of the hall, I got a funny feeling and demanded to get out of there. The security guard and our dates final caved and we left. A week later, four kids were trapped when a fire broke out in that hall. None of them had any lighters or matches capable of starting a fire....
My dad has always told me of the day I nearly made him s**t himself. I was 3 and we were driving through the moors in England and I pointed out of the window and said theirs dead children buried there. I cannot imagine I would of known anything about the murders and where they were buried or even where I even was at that age.
In my past life I was a dog; a mutt actually. No one owned me, I was a stray. I was killed by a train at the age of 4 and no one ever knew that I lived or died.
People seem to forget that kids have a wild unbound imagination and often mix things together in their fantasies. Nothing to see here really, move on peeps.
I just find odd he ones where people are absolutely convinced their kids had no way to know about this or that when it's things about their families that everyone knew or things that the kid could easily see on tv or something. I get they didn't expose the child to those things, but have they never been away from the child at all? How can they be so sure nobody else told or showed them those things? With the way our memory works, it's even possible they did tell/show the child and just forgot, since it was irrelevant at the time.
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My husband when he was 3 was saying german words, drawing swastikas and play with sisters dolls in death camp. He really didn't have any occasion to see it anywhere, cause parents was incredibly strict, he was sick and didn't go out and they bought tv set when he was about 5... Later he just learned German very quickly after being one month in Germany and speaks in perfect Hanover's accent... Seriously it is true... His parents was scared to say the least I was "only" seeing dead people when I was little. I always saw strange looking people in nearby forest. I didn't know that there was a cemetary which was closed about 50 years ago. And they didn't moved all the bodies.
We also found picture of the german pilot from WWII which is really look a like... He showed it for fun and everybody said "where did you get such amazing costume"...
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see https://www.nbcnews.com/nightly-news/boy-says-he-remembers-past-life-hollywood-agent-n327506
I was over at friends' house one evening. They had a baby (maybe 6 months old) and a toddler (almost 3 years) who had both been put to bed for the night. We hear activity on the baby monitor. They explained that when the baby wakes up, the toddler would hear her first and go in the room to "check on her". So as the wife is getting up to go put them both back to bed, we hear the toddler say to the baby, "Tell me again what God looks like.....I'm starting to forget."
I've heard this story before :P It's a cute one. Makes me want to find an infant so I can ask the same question haha.
Load More Replies... Some stories made me cry, others gave me chills. Some were hard to make sense of (looking at the last one). But most just make me wish my dad or mom would send me a sign and give me comfort.
Same, while I personally fully believe there's a God and an afterlife (even a pre-existence,) I honestly couldn't bring myself to believe well over half of these. They'd be fun for a movie though I suppose.
Load More Replies... I don't really believe in most of these, a lot of them seem to be made up by the parents. I'm pretty skeptical about all this...
Just try to be a little more open-minded, just because you haven't experienced something doesn't mean it isn't real
Load More Replies... My son was three years old, when one day I took him home from Kindergarten. There is a river in front of our house. When we crossed the bridge over it, he pointed to a point on the other side and said to me: "that's where I fall into the water and drowned. And in (next town, approximately 2 km away) they put a rope around my belly and dragged me out" what my son didn't know, this aunt fell into the water at the age of 2 and a half, at the exact place he pointed at. She drowned and was retrieved from the water how and where he told me! This happens roughly 40 years before he was born. He couldn't heard about it, because no one in our family ever talked about it! I was scared to death!
When my son was 4 (he's 26 now), my husband and I took him to Sagamore Hill (Teddy Roosevelt's home) and we also visited the surrounding related areas, like the bird sanctuary, and the cemetery. As we were walking around the grounds of the cemetery, I noticed our son marching around in circles, near a few large stones embedded in the ground. He was in some sort of a trance-like state, repeating over and over, "I am Kermit" "I am Kermit". I was puzzled, because he never watched the Muppets much, and he just kept saying it. I went to him, and took him by the hand, and as I was leading him away, toward my husband, who had wandered of, I looked down at one of the stones where he'd been marching, and I saw the name on the headstone...Kermit Roosevelt. My son had just turned 4, and couldn't read yet. I panicked, and told my husband that we needed to leave IMMEDIATELY! I still think about that a lot, and it ALWAYS creeps me out. :(
Don't be so cynical. You just need to have kids. My three old talks and plays with "Grama", even though she's been gone 10 years; and any pictures I have of her were destroyed in a flood yrs ago. Last week, I showed him a pic of her that a family member had on Facebook and he said, "That's Grama!!! She makes me laff!! Protects me from Misser Scratch under my bed!!!"
Some of these stories are made up, some of them might have been a reference to something else, for example a dream, and then some might have just been a coincidence. Most of these stories are about reincarnation, which has no evidence behind it. People believe what they want to believe.
People also believe they're right when they make blanket judgements about someone else's experience being a complete fabrication, misrepresentation, or coincidence, even though they have no hard evidence to back up such a blanket statement.
Load More Replies... When I was little, I started speaking 'gibberish' for some words even though I knew the English words. Years later I have Polish friends and realize the 'gibberish' words my mom couldn't understand weren't gibberish at all. It was Polish.
From the time I was very young, just old enough to say the word "military", I talked about joining one day. I actually felt driven to do so, like I had something to complete. Also, anything related to WWII was of deep interest to me and I could name (and loved) more of the music from that era than I could from the 60's that I was growing up in. When I was in high school, my history teacher, whom I had known since I was about 6, would recount tales of his time in the Pacific during WWII. Throughout the story, he'd turn to me and say something like "remember that?" or "isn't that so?", as if I had been there with him. Maybe he knew something I was only vaguely aware of.
I didn’t read all of them, but I feel like half of them is “Yay, there is a life after death” and the other half is “yay, magic is real” ....I don’t know😅
It's more "Yay, there's death before life."
Load More Replies... During my pregnancy we decided not to know the sex until birth. So one day a friend of mine and her daughter did visit us and we we're just having a casual talk. She was coloring something and just out of nowhere she looks at me and says very matter of factly "I know what it is". Her mom and I shared a little look and I asked her "what what is". "The baby, it is a boy" she went on with drawing and we just looked at eachother like WHAATT and decided to act very natural about it. Somehow I just immidiatly knew she was right and she was.
I have a ton of stories that would make your hair curl but my mom was convinced I was the reincarnation of HER mom. My grandma died 2 years before I was born and My mom told me stories about how I would say and do things that proved to her I was her mother. On the other hand I am convinced my son is my Maternal grandfather.... for many many reasons but one of the big ones was when he was about two I asked him to do something and he goes "Ok, I Love you Anna Banana" and I asked him why he said that and he looked at me and said I always called you Anna Banana and I love you was the last thing I said to you. Which my grandfather called me Anna Banana and the last words he spoke were I love you Anna Banana.
Why can't we accept that life is forever? Only bodies are mortal.
Things like this are real but adults will belittle it because of their own insecurities. I was told I am. Possessed by demons for predicting and seeing things that happened. We are surrounded by energy and we are made of 60% of plant DNA and 80% water. Spirits of our past are present and keep their promises. We are now limited more Than ever because of technology.
I believe in other lives, remember that Christianity is one of the big major religions that Doesn't follow this belief so it's quite the odd one out. I am very sceptical of several of the posts here but out of respect I'm not saying that on the individual posts. If someone wishes to believe grandma has been seen or come back then who am I to spoil such special and precious moments for them? 😊
This. This is all anyone can ask, and thank you for it. Respecting everyone's right to believe what they choose is what it's all about. It hurts no one to be tolerant of others' belief systems.
Load More Replies... Scary stories to you, Tuesday to me. My mom works as a life coach and as a psychic and she tells me this stuff all the time. Her abilities passed down to me and I've been learning that I'm clairsentient so not only do I hear this all the time, but now I can see it for myself. For example, a friend of mine was frustrated that he didn't get any action when he joined the military and I found out that his past life was a German soldier during WW1 who was shot down in no man's land before he could do any fighting himself.
My mother, as a kid, buried all of her pets in the backyard of my Grandma's house. More then once while visiting I would hear dogs running back and forth threw the house. When I told my mom all she said was "oh yeah, that's Jocko, he does that sometimes".
For the longest time as a kiddo, apparently, I kept asking my mom if we could go through old pictures; like over and over. She finally sat down with me and started looking through old pictures and I got really frustrated cause I couldn't find the picture I was looking for. I had a "memory" or a photograph of me being baptized the old-school way (in a pond, lake, etc) by an old timey priest and my hair and eyes were different colors. For the longest time I argued with my mother about this and she swore that no such picture existed. I spent years thinking that it was real. Eventually I got old enough (and studied psychology in college) to realize that I probably saw a movie or something when I was a kid that stuck with me. Creeped the f**k out of my mom though.
My youngest grandson recently told my daughter about a dream he had where he went into his sisters room, turned on the light and heard a crackling noise. He said then he was on the floor and heard buzzing noises and he was dead. This did not happen to him but he said it was a dream! All three grandkids have said and done strange things like this until they grew older. Granddaughter once asked her mother who the angry man in the dining room was when they lived in a very unpleasant feeling house, nobody else was there in house.
Though this were interesting, I don't believe for a second that the kids were actually telling the truth. I use to say things like this all the time, such as "When I was forty I used to always go to see movies!" and talk about kids I "had" and stuff and how I got adopted. I remember clearly saying these and what I was thinking at the time, and it was all because I wanted to "impress" someone and sound "cool." I thought it was very funny at the time.
There are people who will believe anything, including that there is an old bearded white man living in the clouds who sees everything, spontaneously created the human race as "perfect", gave humans free will, got angry at them when they exercised that free will, and wiped them out with vengeance for it. The point is to be tolerant of others' beliefs and respect their right to believe what they want. You'd expect nothing less from others concerning your own beliefs.
Load More Replies... I believe in the immortal soul and I believe that personalities are immortal also.
When I was kids, I always dream about a white mansion and family who lives there. It keep on continuing until I reach 13. I remember one of them once told me that soon I'll be joining them. And now, I'm already turn 23, really missing them so much. Everytime, I'm in depression, I'll remember each one of them.
I once spoke to a person in my house that only I could see, and when I pointed him out to my mother, she freaked, and ran into the garden. And I used to draw pretty violent imagery as a kid, too. According to my parents, at least. All I remember of my childhood is awesome 90s TV, the Spice Girls, and trying to be a Power Ranger, copying a spin kick, and almost smashing my ankle after hitting it on our solid oak table.
One time I was babysitting these little kids, the boy was 8 years old, one girl was 5, and the youngest girl was 3. We were playing hide and seek outside, and while the two older kids hid together, the 3 y/o and I played seeker. There are woods behind their house, and they're supposed to stay in sight of the house, Anyways, while searching the woods, the little girl starts pointing to trees and saying "That tree's gonna eat you if you touch it." I laughed it off and touched the tree, and (obviously) nothing happened. After this happened 4 times, I said "Why will the trees eat us?" She looks at me sort of confused for a second and goes "Not us...Only you." I was a little weirded out but laughed it off. We kept looking, at at some point I said "Okay, we're far enough in the woods now, let's go look somewhere else." She looked me dead in the eyes and said: "No. Don't follow me." And started running into the woods. Not super scary, but kinda freaked me out lol
And old high school friend and I took our dates to a condemned mansion/girls school that was rumored to be haunted. We met the security guard that checked on the place and begged him to let us look around. He said ok on the condition that if the city police showed up, he caught us in there and we'd get trespassing citations. As we went through the dark house, it was obvious it had been the place of parties, vandals and squatters. He told us stories about when it was a girl school..that several girls were rumored to have died in a fire in the dorms. When we reached that end of the hall, I got a funny feeling and demanded to get out of there. The security guard and our dates final caved and we left. A week later, four kids were trapped when a fire broke out in that hall. None of them had any lighters or matches capable of starting a fire....
My dad has always told me of the day I nearly made him s**t himself. I was 3 and we were driving through the moors in England and I pointed out of the window and said theirs dead children buried there. I cannot imagine I would of known anything about the murders and where they were buried or even where I even was at that age.
In my past life I was a dog; a mutt actually. No one owned me, I was a stray. I was killed by a train at the age of 4 and no one ever knew that I lived or died.
People seem to forget that kids have a wild unbound imagination and often mix things together in their fantasies. Nothing to see here really, move on peeps.
I just find odd he ones where people are absolutely convinced their kids had no way to know about this or that when it's things about their families that everyone knew or things that the kid could easily see on tv or something. I get they didn't expose the child to those things, but have they never been away from the child at all? How can they be so sure nobody else told or showed them those things? With the way our memory works, it's even possible they did tell/show the child and just forgot, since it was irrelevant at the time.
Load More Replies... My husband when he was 3 was saying german words, drawing swastikas and play with sisters dolls in death camp. He really didn't have any occasion to see it anywhere, cause parents was incredibly strict, he was sick and didn't go out and they bought tv set when he was about 5... Later he just learned German very quickly after being one month in Germany and speaks in perfect Hanover's accent... Seriously it is true... His parents was scared to say the least I was "only" seeing dead people when I was little. I always saw strange looking people in nearby forest. I didn't know that there was a cemetary which was closed about 50 years ago. And they didn't moved all the bodies.
We also found picture of the german pilot from WWII which is really look a like... He showed it for fun and everybody said "where did you get such amazing costume"...
Load More Replies... see https://www.nbcnews.com/nightly-news/boy-says-he-remembers-past-life-hollywood-agent-n327506
