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30 Of The Most Spine-Chilling Things Kids Have Ever Said, As Shared In This Viral Twitter Thread
There’s no doubt that kids bring joy and humor to our lives. They often leave adults in stitches by blaring their charming wisdom without thinking twice. But at the same time, they can surprise everyone around them by offering something a little more mysterious that’s bound to send chills down their spines.
That’s why when Texas-based writer Lilah Sturges asked people to share the eeriest things a child has ever said to them, they had a lot to say. From speaking about invisible figures in their rooms to recounting their supposed past lives, thousands of moms, dads, siblings, and even complete strangers rolled up their sleeves to type out some of the most unsettling responses.
From the bizarre to the straight-up chilling, Bored Panda has collected some of the best tweets from the thread. Continue scrolling and be sure to share your own spooky stories with us in the comments! And after you’re done reading this post, check out our previous ones with parents realizing their kids are acting seriously creepy right here and here.
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Lilah Sturges kicked off the thread by sharing her own puzzling experience. "When my daughter was around 4-5, she calmly insisted that she had once been married to a man named Brad Huffington," she wrote. "When we asked what had happened to him, she replied with a note of sadness, 'He was lost at sea.'"
Later on, she posted an update: "I mentioned this tweet to my daughter (who is now 21) and she reminded me that Brad lost a leg while serving in the Navy prior to his demise and that they had five kids together."
Her question and story received an avalanche of responses, from weird questions to odd statements about the spirit world. While some found the tweets amusing, those who tend to believe the supernatural were quite spooked. Let’s be honest, reading about how children believe they can communicate with ghosts can creep anyone out.
I know of countless times where young kids somehow can tell when their moms are pregnant again. I wish the scientific community would investigate this further instead of just brushing things off. There is still so much we don’t know about the world and about science. There could be a scientific reason behind what we now consider “supernatural” phenomena.
But we all know kids are brutally honest and can sometimes be like sponges soaking up all of the information around them. So they can goofily sneak up on you and act all adorable one day but stare into the void speaking about obscure things that just don't make any sense the next. It leaves moms and dads with a lot of questions in their minds and proves that parenting is a complicated experience with many highs and lows.
Just because someone shares an idea you don't believe does not mean you need downvote them. Let other people have ideas without getting all offended.
I did now that you mentioned it. AND, now I'm hungry.
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As a kid I often dreamt I had an older brother. He would come visit me and I would float out my 2nd story bedroom window to meet him in the yard. Later when I was pre-teen or early teen my mother and eldest sister were talking about the baby she lost at birth. He would have been 14 years older than me. I never knew of him until this. (I am the youngest sibling.) I missed his visits when they stopped.
When my son was 7 years old, we moved to our new home. He told me that he had a friend under the bed one day. His name was Mike Smith. Mike Smith doesn't have a mouth but he oftentimes cries. This friend left when we had cats.
Not quite the same, but my kiddo is an only child, and occasionally asks if she has a sibling that she doesn't know about. When she was about 2, I fell pregnant and had to have a termination; so technically she does have a sibling... she asks like she already knows the answer and it makes me so sad.
Or hear one. Or feel one. I read that it is rare to SEE the dead but hearing them and feeling their presence is more common. I've had numerous experiences with this and always wondered why I couldn't see them when their presence was so strong.
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That which is why he had died. Got her into counselling and she is OK. Still talks about him.
When I was pregnant with my youngest the ultrasound I had done at 7 weeks showed 2 heartbeats, twins. I picked out names, including Jacob if one was a boy. At 20 weeks the scan showed only 1 heartbeat. My youngest was born and was a girl. As she grew I noticed she was speaking to someone I couldn't see, like all the time. She was 2 when I asked her who she was talking to and her reply shocked me, Jacob, my twin that died so I could live but couldn't explain anymore. A few years later she was able to explain that something had gone wrong inside me and that I couldn't have 2 babies so he had sacrificed himself to save her.. A few years later she was having trouble at school and she wrote a letter to him which I found and it was to Jacob, telling him that he was wrong for dying and that he should have let her die instead. I talked to her when she got home and told her that I think the reason she survived was because she was extraordinary and would do great things with her life and he knew
Where did you get a haunting from in this story? Sheesh 🙄
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It is actually a German name, here it is written Ilse. The first part is pronounced like "ill" and the second part is pronounced like "the", but the TH pronounced in a "German" way. The first syllable of "Ilse" is stressed.
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If you’re worried your child has been acting strange lately, Anisa Lewis, a positive parenting coach told Bored Panda in a previous interview that you should trust your 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," she advised.
“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,” Lewis said and added that more serious behavior changes may need a different approach.
I guess the departed can ‘reach’ young open minds. I wish I could see my grandmother 💕
But when the little ones speak about their disturbing imaginary friends or point at something only they seem to see, you can’t help but wonder. There are many theories online about kids allegedly seeing a ghost or conjuring up stories about them. And they caught the attention of Jacqueline D. Woolley, a psychology professor at the University of Texas who researches children’s evaluation and understanding of reality vs. the fantastical.
"There are admittedly lots of reports of kids seeing ghosts," she told The Washington Post. However, the professor added there are many holes in stories like these, namely, the brain. "Our minds naturally make connections between events, whether they’re connected or not. The brain pays attention to evidence that fits our theory and ignores the evidence that doesn’t fit," she explained.
When your loved ones are always around you, although passed on, and are looking out for you.
When your child speaks of a visit from the other side, do not freak out. "You want to work with the emotion, not the ghost," Woolley said and suggested you "work within the fantasy".
For example, think about a monster that's under the bed: "Engage with the kid as to what it looks like and what it does. Ask her if she’s scared of the ghost or if she likes it and if she’s seen it before." Try to speak with your child and understand where all of this is coming from. "Then it’s up to you as a parent to decide if you want to encourage or discourage this belief."
When I was in the first grade, we (My mom, grandma, and I) were visiting my cousins in the city. We lived about 45 minutes away and I saw them at least once a month. When it was time for us to go home in the evening, they say I was hanging onto my cousin and sobbing that I didn't want us to go home. Mom and Grandma relented and we spent the night in the city with our family. Our house burned down that night (electrical fire from some old Christmas decorations.)
I was told that when I was younger I was born at the same time and date as one of my still best friends, but we ended up only meeting each other 4 years later, and apparently we went to the same daycare, and when my mom dropped me off, the first thing she heard me say to my friend was not asking his name or the normal things, but I said," Hi (Blank for privacy purposes)", and he turned around and said," You remember me (My name)?" She said she it had ben the most puzzling thing to happen to her.
I have a roommate who can’t wear a electronic watch. It just kind of fries. Too much energy is my guess. He can also do hands on healing. I’m not religious although he is. I’m a medical professional so science is my guess.
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When my son was little, we were in a grocery store and the spring bulbs were in. I had him smell the Freesias, as they are my favorite flower in the world and remind me of my childhood. He smelled them and said, "these are Grandma's favorite". As he has a Granny and a Nana, I asked "Grandma who?". He looked at me as though I was being particularly dense and said "Your Grandma Lewis!". He was right. They were her favorite and we had them all over the house in the spring. She passed away 10+ years before he was born and I had never mentioned her to him before. It made her feel close ❤️🩹.
Some people have, a special sense, not sure what it is called, but these stories are for real !!!
Load More Replies... Also, when my BIL was snuggling and talking to his baby daughter, he asked her, "Where did you come from you beautiful thing? Are you a little angel who fell out of Heaven?". His son (I think he was about 3 when his sister was born), scrambled up from playing with his toys and yelled, "No, Emmie! We('re) not s'posed to tell!".
Maybe someone had told them honestly about how children are born but didn't want them embarrassing people who prefer silly stories about gooseberry bushes and fairies?
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When my friend was little she had repeated nightmares about dying at sea on a burning submarine. She claimed to be a young man who died a long time ago. She said there were no survivors. She had waking memories of that life, too. Then, when she got older they stopped happening. A few years ago she had another one, very vivid. That morning the news was on about the hundredth anniversary of a submarine that sunk after catching fire, leaving no survivors. Pretty eerie.
I'm atheist, and have no consistent explanation, but the threads here are not something new. Many kids, up to the age of three/four, have memories of the previous incarnation. We don't take them seriously, and there's nothing wrong with this, but the phenomena does exist.
Gah! Atheist here, too. But I will not deny the weird s**t that happens in my close and extended family. Is science we don't know yet.
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When my son was very young, he used to talk about dying in a war. He was in a hot jungle with friends. There was a loud noise, a bright light, then he died. He used to be terrified of helicopters flying overhead and gunfire in movies right up until he was 5. He would also have horrible nightmares of war and death.
When my son was a baby his music mobile (on the other side of the room) would start on its own but the buttons wouldn't be pressed in. When he was three, he asked his dad why the man with no nose was standing behind him. At four years old we moved my son into the spare room for a few days whilst we redecorated his bedroom to a big boy room. Whilst in the spare room my son declared he was so bored. When we asked why, he said the man doesn't play with him in the spare room!!!! We lived in that house another 8 years.
We lived in a 2 bedroom house and had to switch rooms with our kids. They would never sleep for long because "the dark man" scared them. The night my father passed away my 3 kids slept with me. At 6:30am I woke to my older son, who was 3 1/2, giggling loudly. He then says "funny glasses papa". Turns to look at me and said " papa made the dark man leave. We are safe now". We found out later that my dad passed 5 minutes before my son woke me.
You know, while I am sure some of these are made up, I can pick out a few that I think are legit and I have a theory that I wish could be tested, but I don't know how it could ever be done scientifically. One thing about adults is most of the way we perceive the world is our brain just taking shortcuts based on information we already have. It's very efficient. Children, on the other hand, don't have that same base and so they're constantly tuned into their environment by necessity. They also then process that information differently because they don't have all the neuron "shortcuts" built up like adults do. As an adult, I found psilocybin gave me a taste of what it must be like to see the world the way they do. But I think they may pick up on things in their environment that adults just don't perceive because of the difference in processing.
When I was about 4 years old, I came running to my mom. Very exited I told her, I’d figuered out what I wanted to be, when I grew up. Then I paused and said “well if I grow up this time”.
I was changing my son’s diaper when he was 3 years old. He started to tell me about his siblings (he was an only child). When I asked about his siblings, he would not give me any details so I asked their names. He got really quiet and refused to answer and so I pressed again. He violently twisted his head to look me dead in the eyes and said in an extraordinarily demonic voice, “They have no names!” I got him wrapped up and got the Hell out of the room as quickly as I could. I did not go back into his room until my wife got home. He's 17, now. I've told this story for 14 years and I get chills almost every time.
Tell me you don’t have children without telling me you don’t have children.
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My parents told me about the time I told them there was a man looking in my window and he scared me. I was 5. I said he was all shadow and his head was too big. He had eyes like lightbulbs. I apparently told them he wanted to take me away forever. We lived above a drug store in a brick building without any way to climb up to my window. They said I would refuse to go into my room and would wake up screaming from nightmares in their room. A few days later a kid was kidnapped right in front of our building on the same side as my window. They never found her and no one saw who did it. I don’t know, it seems like a nightmare, but I still have this heavy guilty feeling about it. Like, if he had gotten me the other little girl would be safe. I still always close the blinds and have blackout curtains. I can’t stand a bare window at night even tho I don’t remember any of it first hand.
My nephew was 2 and in the hospital for open heart surgery. He talked about the babies at the foot of his bed.
My brother used to say "when I was older..." Once when he was about 6, he was playing in a sandbox - he handed me a plastic bucket and said "When I was older I went to china a bought this for you." He also would say to my mom, "when I'm older and you are younger I will buy a house for you to live in."
A couple months ago, my little sister (adopted ) was arguing with my younger brother, she was about 6 at the time. She went up to my brother after the little dispute and said "I'm going to ask the devil to be mean to you." Now I am terrified. She is a little monster but this just makes it more scary.
I was early in my unplanned pregnancy with My son now 20. my eldest niece then 5 years and I were laying on the living room floor. I had not yet told anyone I was pregnant. She leaned over to me patted my belly and said “there’s a baby in there. “. I was stunned.
Some of these may have actually happened, while some of them sound so outlandishly stupid that they were made up (#7 cough cough). Whether or not you believe in an afterlife or are religious, I highly doubt a book written hundreds of if not thousands of years ago told you it's okay to be a homophobe or flaming racist.
When my nephew was 3 yrs old, he was laying in my bed for a nap & he said who’s that boy? I said, what boy? He pointed to my wall where I had a ceramic angel hanging. He said he’s got yellow hair & blood on his face! I don’t remember how I responded but it freaked me out!!
This isn't about a child if ny own but when my sister and I were little we shared a room. She went down stairs and told my parenst there was a man stabding over my bed. And when I was about 13 I woke up but couldnt see anything. I heard my grandmother say "its ok. Im in a better place." She had a brain tumor. I thought it was a dream. 30 minutes later I heard my dad sobbing. She had passed away an hour or so before. The freaky thing is.... these arent the only scary things that have happened to my family and I.
Thanks for this post, it's amazing how many children, experience these scenarios, many people are sceptic, with so many stories, how can you doubt, about the truth of them ???
My daughter who speaked with a rich vocabulary at 2, told us stories about when she was with her nice mom. "Not you, Mum, the other Mum I had before you".
I never EVER used to believe in this stuff. I thought stories like these were attention seeking, scary stories, misunderstandings, or coincidence. And then my little cousin was born. At two years old he fell down the stairs and broke his leg after his mom forgot to close the gate. But he kept crying and insisting "he pushed me!" But the only other person home had been his dad who had been busy putting up Halloween decorations at the time. Pretty much up until Kindergarten, there were more incidents of "him" picking on my cousin. I thought he was a little boy with an active imagination and now that he was making friends he didn't need this imaginary friend/bully. But one of the last things he ever said about "him" was "hes not here anymore. He went to go find a girl this time." I didn't think on it until my niece (3) started complaining about the little boy who was picking on her and my cousin perks up and goes "the one with the broken glasses?" And she said "Yes! He's mean!" And-
Cousin just nods and goes "don't worry, he gets bored and leaves." I'd never felt such chills go down my spine. Not just because of the strange coincidence. I still could have chalked it up if it were that. Maybe niece just agreed in general, maybe he could have described anyone and she would have said yes. Only he didn't describe anyone. He described a mean little boy with broken glasses. And when I was little I had an imaginary friend. A little boy who liked to play mean tricks on me. A little boy with tape on the bridge of his broken glasses. Ever since then I've always kept an eye and ear out for the little kids in our family. Niece is 10 now, and hasn't mentioned him in years but we've had all girls since then, and I'm wondering if he hops between boys and girls because my first nephew was finally born about two years ago and while he hasn't said anything yet, I watch him sometimes stare in an empty corner and just frown. It gives me serious serious creeps.
Load More Replies... A couple of my siblings were adopted, and absolutely despised me as a kid. I went to this therapist lady when I was about 13 and she said I had bad anxiety, presumably because of the familial stress. When my parents heard that, I distinctly remember the way they shared this weird look. Apparently when these siblings were adopted, I talked about finding them in the woods. I guess something just kinda clicked in my head, but I remembered having these weird dreams/nightmares when I was like three. This was in my original childhood home. They were always in these woods. I still can't remember what happened specifically, just the woods and the fact that my adoptive siblings had something to do with them. My siblings were adopted when I was five. This was in my later childhood home. I had dreams of them before I even knew them. I never really thought about it. My parents claimed it was just a wild imagination, and I was and still am creeped out by it, so I just went along with the theory.
When my niece was a little'n, she used to talk about the "blue light" that would drift around her ceiling at night, passing through the wall that divided her room with her mom's. Blue was our Mom's favorite color. She died when I was 12. My niece's room was on the back of the house, so it wasn't car or street lights.
When I was young, I knew what God looked like. He is balding with reddish hair and wears what I later realized were army fatigues and everything was hazy and bleached out, as though the color had been drained away. When I would hear about God, I would know this is who we were talking about. I have no idea who that guy was....but I am still pretty sure that is what God looks like.
When I was a tiny person, I used to dream about god. He was Asian and had a very long fu manchu. I'm a white USian and had never even met an Asian person or seen a fu manchu at that 3-yr-old point. When I got to Christian Sunday school, I refused to believe anything the teachers said. Now happily Atheist, I still don't.
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Its curious that I have never heard stories like this from non Americans. I have family connections with several European countries and only people from the USA seem to have these experiences. Those that aren't made up are probably embroidered and added to or plain misunderstandings. Children say nonsensical things constantly and pick up on their parents beliefs and language, its very likely that in some of these they are from a spiritual or religious family who, on hearing a child say something innocuous but odd, inadvertently coach a story and implant false memories with leading questions, assumptions, and positive reinforcement for responses correlating to their belief systems. This can include children picking up on names, descriptions and sayings of deceased people because the bereaved doesn't realise how often they reference them and that the child listens in when they do.
From a very young age I frequently had a recurring dream of getting into the back seat of a big black car with a small rear window. Going up a steep road (thinking San Francisco), and at the top couldn't see the road continue, at which time I'd wake up. I feel like this is a death I had in a previous life. p.s. I don't do well with roads like that.
i had a dream of riding in a black car with a bunch of girls driving threw a busy city im not sure what happen
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I believe in this stuff. Too many things have happened in my life that have convinced me that there IS life after life.
Because these stories gain cloud on the internet
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I am definitely the only who started singing Past Lives... I only know that song by Tokyo machine making a remix today
The family dog died and of course my little nephew wanted to know where the dog had gone. As one usually does with very young children he was told the dog "went away". Not long after this, nephew told me that the dog "had gone to sleep in the sky". Not creepy, but really beautiful, I thought.
One of my brothers would sometimes reply "yeah, you said the same to me when we dined with Louis XIV." Or something similar. We didn't took it serious. On the other hand, neighbours of us were on a trip, dad driving, mum next to him and 2 children in the backseat. Suddenly the baby started screaming with such urgency, that mum wurmed herself to the backseat to check what was wrong. The next momemt, the car got T-boned and the door on the passenger side was next to the driver. They all got a fright but survived with minor injuries. If mum had been in her seat, it would have been a very different outcome.
Coming at this from the other side of things, I used to have some imaginary friends that I would play with in the furthermost part of my backyard and my mom told me that she was more than a little worried when I started talking about "the angels behind the shed". I also came crying to her once because my unicorn died so... I was a weird kid lol
When I was 12 I had this horrible nightmare about my year older sister getting hurt. It was so vivid and real I was so upset that I went to spend the rest of the night in her bed. Fast forward 12hrs she’s in emergency surgery. She ended up being fine but I had all sorts of weird dreams like that. Where people got injured in super intense dreams and within 24hrs that person would be injured with the same severity as I dreamed. I haven’t had one of those dreams since I finished puberty though. Kids have this creepy extra sense.
closed minded ppl like you just want to get a rise outta others.
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When my son was little, we were in a grocery store and the spring bulbs were in. I had him smell the Freesias, as they are my favorite flower in the world and remind me of my childhood. He smelled them and said, "these are Grandma's favorite". As he has a Granny and a Nana, I asked "Grandma who?". He looked at me as though I was being particularly dense and said "Your Grandma Lewis!". He was right. They were her favorite and we had them all over the house in the spring. She passed away 10+ years before he was born and I had never mentioned her to him before. It made her feel close ❤️🩹.
Some people have, a special sense, not sure what it is called, but these stories are for real !!!
Load More Replies... Also, when my BIL was snuggling and talking to his baby daughter, he asked her, "Where did you come from you beautiful thing? Are you a little angel who fell out of Heaven?". His son (I think he was about 3 when his sister was born), scrambled up from playing with his toys and yelled, "No, Emmie! We('re) not s'posed to tell!".
Maybe someone had told them honestly about how children are born but didn't want them embarrassing people who prefer silly stories about gooseberry bushes and fairies?
Load More Replies... When my friend was little she had repeated nightmares about dying at sea on a burning submarine. She claimed to be a young man who died a long time ago. She said there were no survivors. She had waking memories of that life, too. Then, when she got older they stopped happening. A few years ago she had another one, very vivid. That morning the news was on about the hundredth anniversary of a submarine that sunk after catching fire, leaving no survivors. Pretty eerie.
I'm atheist, and have no consistent explanation, but the threads here are not something new. Many kids, up to the age of three/four, have memories of the previous incarnation. We don't take them seriously, and there's nothing wrong with this, but the phenomena does exist.
Gah! Atheist here, too. But I will not deny the weird s**t that happens in my close and extended family. Is science we don't know yet.
Load More Replies... When my son was very young, he used to talk about dying in a war. He was in a hot jungle with friends. There was a loud noise, a bright light, then he died. He used to be terrified of helicopters flying overhead and gunfire in movies right up until he was 5. He would also have horrible nightmares of war and death.
When my son was a baby his music mobile (on the other side of the room) would start on its own but the buttons wouldn't be pressed in. When he was three, he asked his dad why the man with no nose was standing behind him. At four years old we moved my son into the spare room for a few days whilst we redecorated his bedroom to a big boy room. Whilst in the spare room my son declared he was so bored. When we asked why, he said the man doesn't play with him in the spare room!!!! We lived in that house another 8 years.
We lived in a 2 bedroom house and had to switch rooms with our kids. They would never sleep for long because "the dark man" scared them. The night my father passed away my 3 kids slept with me. At 6:30am I woke to my older son, who was 3 1/2, giggling loudly. He then says "funny glasses papa". Turns to look at me and said " papa made the dark man leave. We are safe now". We found out later that my dad passed 5 minutes before my son woke me.
You know, while I am sure some of these are made up, I can pick out a few that I think are legit and I have a theory that I wish could be tested, but I don't know how it could ever be done scientifically. One thing about adults is most of the way we perceive the world is our brain just taking shortcuts based on information we already have. It's very efficient. Children, on the other hand, don't have that same base and so they're constantly tuned into their environment by necessity. They also then process that information differently because they don't have all the neuron "shortcuts" built up like adults do. As an adult, I found psilocybin gave me a taste of what it must be like to see the world the way they do. But I think they may pick up on things in their environment that adults just don't perceive because of the difference in processing.
When I was about 4 years old, I came running to my mom. Very exited I told her, I’d figuered out what I wanted to be, when I grew up. Then I paused and said “well if I grow up this time”.
I was changing my son’s diaper when he was 3 years old. He started to tell me about his siblings (he was an only child). When I asked about his siblings, he would not give me any details so I asked their names. He got really quiet and refused to answer and so I pressed again. He violently twisted his head to look me dead in the eyes and said in an extraordinarily demonic voice, “They have no names!” I got him wrapped up and got the Hell out of the room as quickly as I could. I did not go back into his room until my wife got home. He's 17, now. I've told this story for 14 years and I get chills almost every time.
Tell me you don’t have children without telling me you don’t have children.
Load More Replies... My parents told me about the time I told them there was a man looking in my window and he scared me. I was 5. I said he was all shadow and his head was too big. He had eyes like lightbulbs. I apparently told them he wanted to take me away forever. We lived above a drug store in a brick building without any way to climb up to my window. They said I would refuse to go into my room and would wake up screaming from nightmares in their room. A few days later a kid was kidnapped right in front of our building on the same side as my window. They never found her and no one saw who did it. I don’t know, it seems like a nightmare, but I still have this heavy guilty feeling about it. Like, if he had gotten me the other little girl would be safe. I still always close the blinds and have blackout curtains. I can’t stand a bare window at night even tho I don’t remember any of it first hand.
My nephew was 2 and in the hospital for open heart surgery. He talked about the babies at the foot of his bed.
My brother used to say "when I was older..." Once when he was about 6, he was playing in a sandbox - he handed me a plastic bucket and said "When I was older I went to china a bought this for you." He also would say to my mom, "when I'm older and you are younger I will buy a house for you to live in."
A couple months ago, my little sister (adopted ) was arguing with my younger brother, she was about 6 at the time. She went up to my brother after the little dispute and said "I'm going to ask the devil to be mean to you." Now I am terrified. She is a little monster but this just makes it more scary.
I was early in my unplanned pregnancy with My son now 20. my eldest niece then 5 years and I were laying on the living room floor. I had not yet told anyone I was pregnant. She leaned over to me patted my belly and said “there’s a baby in there. “. I was stunned.
Some of these may have actually happened, while some of them sound so outlandishly stupid that they were made up (#7 cough cough). Whether or not you believe in an afterlife or are religious, I highly doubt a book written hundreds of if not thousands of years ago told you it's okay to be a homophobe or flaming racist.
When my nephew was 3 yrs old, he was laying in my bed for a nap & he said who’s that boy? I said, what boy? He pointed to my wall where I had a ceramic angel hanging. He said he’s got yellow hair & blood on his face! I don’t remember how I responded but it freaked me out!!
This isn't about a child if ny own but when my sister and I were little we shared a room. She went down stairs and told my parenst there was a man stabding over my bed. And when I was about 13 I woke up but couldnt see anything. I heard my grandmother say "its ok. Im in a better place." She had a brain tumor. I thought it was a dream. 30 minutes later I heard my dad sobbing. She had passed away an hour or so before. The freaky thing is.... these arent the only scary things that have happened to my family and I.
Thanks for this post, it's amazing how many children, experience these scenarios, many people are sceptic, with so many stories, how can you doubt, about the truth of them ???
My daughter who speaked with a rich vocabulary at 2, told us stories about when she was with her nice mom. "Not you, Mum, the other Mum I had before you".
I never EVER used to believe in this stuff. I thought stories like these were attention seeking, scary stories, misunderstandings, or coincidence. And then my little cousin was born. At two years old he fell down the stairs and broke his leg after his mom forgot to close the gate. But he kept crying and insisting "he pushed me!" But the only other person home had been his dad who had been busy putting up Halloween decorations at the time. Pretty much up until Kindergarten, there were more incidents of "him" picking on my cousin. I thought he was a little boy with an active imagination and now that he was making friends he didn't need this imaginary friend/bully. But one of the last things he ever said about "him" was "hes not here anymore. He went to go find a girl this time." I didn't think on it until my niece (3) started complaining about the little boy who was picking on her and my cousin perks up and goes "the one with the broken glasses?" And she said "Yes! He's mean!" And-
Cousin just nods and goes "don't worry, he gets bored and leaves." I'd never felt such chills go down my spine. Not just because of the strange coincidence. I still could have chalked it up if it were that. Maybe niece just agreed in general, maybe he could have described anyone and she would have said yes. Only he didn't describe anyone. He described a mean little boy with broken glasses. And when I was little I had an imaginary friend. A little boy who liked to play mean tricks on me. A little boy with tape on the bridge of his broken glasses. Ever since then I've always kept an eye and ear out for the little kids in our family. Niece is 10 now, and hasn't mentioned him in years but we've had all girls since then, and I'm wondering if he hops between boys and girls because my first nephew was finally born about two years ago and while he hasn't said anything yet, I watch him sometimes stare in an empty corner and just frown. It gives me serious serious creeps.
Load More Replies... A couple of my siblings were adopted, and absolutely despised me as a kid. I went to this therapist lady when I was about 13 and she said I had bad anxiety, presumably because of the familial stress. When my parents heard that, I distinctly remember the way they shared this weird look. Apparently when these siblings were adopted, I talked about finding them in the woods. I guess something just kinda clicked in my head, but I remembered having these weird dreams/nightmares when I was like three. This was in my original childhood home. They were always in these woods. I still can't remember what happened specifically, just the woods and the fact that my adoptive siblings had something to do with them. My siblings were adopted when I was five. This was in my later childhood home. I had dreams of them before I even knew them. I never really thought about it. My parents claimed it was just a wild imagination, and I was and still am creeped out by it, so I just went along with the theory.
When my niece was a little'n, she used to talk about the "blue light" that would drift around her ceiling at night, passing through the wall that divided her room with her mom's. Blue was our Mom's favorite color. She died when I was 12. My niece's room was on the back of the house, so it wasn't car or street lights.
When I was young, I knew what God looked like. He is balding with reddish hair and wears what I later realized were army fatigues and everything was hazy and bleached out, as though the color had been drained away. When I would hear about God, I would know this is who we were talking about. I have no idea who that guy was....but I am still pretty sure that is what God looks like.
When I was a tiny person, I used to dream about god. He was Asian and had a very long fu manchu. I'm a white USian and had never even met an Asian person or seen a fu manchu at that 3-yr-old point. When I got to Christian Sunday school, I refused to believe anything the teachers said. Now happily Atheist, I still don't.
Load More Replies... Its curious that I have never heard stories like this from non Americans. I have family connections with several European countries and only people from the USA seem to have these experiences. Those that aren't made up are probably embroidered and added to or plain misunderstandings. Children say nonsensical things constantly and pick up on their parents beliefs and language, its very likely that in some of these they are from a spiritual or religious family who, on hearing a child say something innocuous but odd, inadvertently coach a story and implant false memories with leading questions, assumptions, and positive reinforcement for responses correlating to their belief systems. This can include children picking up on names, descriptions and sayings of deceased people because the bereaved doesn't realise how often they reference them and that the child listens in when they do.
From a very young age I frequently had a recurring dream of getting into the back seat of a big black car with a small rear window. Going up a steep road (thinking San Francisco), and at the top couldn't see the road continue, at which time I'd wake up. I feel like this is a death I had in a previous life. p.s. I don't do well with roads like that.
i had a dream of riding in a black car with a bunch of girls driving threw a busy city im not sure what happen
Load More Replies... I believe in this stuff. Too many things have happened in my life that have convinced me that there IS life after life.
Because these stories gain cloud on the internet
Load More Replies... I am definitely the only who started singing Past Lives... I only know that song by Tokyo machine making a remix today
The family dog died and of course my little nephew wanted to know where the dog had gone. As one usually does with very young children he was told the dog "went away". Not long after this, nephew told me that the dog "had gone to sleep in the sky". Not creepy, but really beautiful, I thought.
One of my brothers would sometimes reply "yeah, you said the same to me when we dined with Louis XIV." Or something similar. We didn't took it serious. On the other hand, neighbours of us were on a trip, dad driving, mum next to him and 2 children in the backseat. Suddenly the baby started screaming with such urgency, that mum wurmed herself to the backseat to check what was wrong. The next momemt, the car got T-boned and the door on the passenger side was next to the driver. They all got a fright but survived with minor injuries. If mum had been in her seat, it would have been a very different outcome.
Coming at this from the other side of things, I used to have some imaginary friends that I would play with in the furthermost part of my backyard and my mom told me that she was more than a little worried when I started talking about "the angels behind the shed". I also came crying to her once because my unicorn died so... I was a weird kid lol
When I was 12 I had this horrible nightmare about my year older sister getting hurt. It was so vivid and real I was so upset that I went to spend the rest of the night in her bed. Fast forward 12hrs she’s in emergency surgery. She ended up being fine but I had all sorts of weird dreams like that. Where people got injured in super intense dreams and within 24hrs that person would be injured with the same severity as I dreamed. I haven’t had one of those dreams since I finished puberty though. Kids have this creepy extra sense.
closed minded ppl like you just want to get a rise outta others.
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