As you’re asleep like a burnt-out log, your weird kid’s imagination is running errands in the next room. Whatever happens, it will come to light with the morning sun. After hearing scary stories about the "poultry-geist" staring at your little one from the closet, you can’t help but feel chills going down your spine.
It’s a known fact that kids are creepy—from drawing weird stuff inspired by some undetected evil force to introducing their invisible best friend that’s in front of you right now. We can come up with many explanations for the creepy things kids say, but there’s surely a limit to what can be made rational. These parents on Twitter have been sharing the creepy things their scary kids have told them, and we won’t judge if there’s a house or two being put up for sale at this very moment.
Grab your blanket before reading some of the best tweets that we've found, it’s about to get chilly. If these things kids say hit close to home for you, there’s no better place to have a low-key therapy session than the comment section!
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My mother wouldn't let anyone sleep with the moon shining in... she said we'd go insane. Always freaks me out to this day
Gosh, that poor woman. Her sins will bounce right back at her, that was from like more than 20 years ago. Oh well.
That's actually sweet, maybe they wanted to see their granddaughter because they never got to see her.
According to family lore, as a toddler, I used to talk about a certain 'Black Lady'. Now since we're talking about a small Eastern European town in the nineties, the number of black people was net zero. However, back in the day, old people used to wear black clothing. So my mom took out all the family photos and I have managed to identify the Black Lady. Turns out she was my great grandmother whom I met only once at the ripe old age of 1.5...
I’ve never seen ghosts myself, but have read or heard stories from others who have, and I know they’re real and true. We’re chosen by the universe to have different powers, depending on our archetype. My claircognition & clairsentience are the strongest, and like my b-day mate Nostradamus, I can dryly make accurate predictions about certain general world events.
Just reincarnation. Everyone in our lives were in our lives before.
Load More Replies...My son would cry heart broken till he was big enough to talk then he let me know it was very important for me to know that he used to be a mommy and he was holding her baby who died. After he told me his crying got less till he stopped crying.
Young John Lennon: "I am he as you are he as you are me And we are all together"
Its not so much the referencing, but the matter-of-fact way they are stated.
Load More Replies...As a small child, When presented with a new food I used to ask "did I like this before?" "Before when?" " when I was alive before this time" freaked my family out so I stopped asking
Okaaay....a bit like the time I opened the window to let the cat out and saw two men at the corner of the house. I closed the window and went to tell my folks only to see the same two men standing in the passage. I screamed, ran back into my bedroom and continued to scream until my mother managed to push the door open to calm me down. At lease the little old lady who came to visit me one night had a kindly demeanour and told me that all would be well with my grandmother who had bronchitis. The first incident was when I was about 12, the second I was 20 going on 21.Weird..
This one actually did make me cry, but my dad passed a few years ago and I still miss him soo much
I have an apple phone. It used to belong to my grandma, but now it’s mine. Sometimes I drop my phone, and you know Apple products can be very delicate. But my phone doesn’t have a SINGLE CRACK! I think my grandma put her spirit in my phone so she could always be with me... it’s a crazy thought but I actually considered it after one time I dropped my phone a meter and a half of the ground.
Kids don't know they are nit supposed to see dead people until they are told to be afraid of them. I always told my kids not to be frightened to ask questions.
I would so love to have my Dad sitting on my bed! I miss him so much.
If you were less hateful you would no longer see that demon in thr mirror.
Load More Replies...Ok, this is creepy! (Although the six year old most likely saw a photo and the other two joined thr chorus.)
Nothing says creepy quite like a group of chanting children....
Load More Replies...I'm more curious to know how old was the kid, that could draw a picture so good that they could see that looks like someone. Too much info missing.
is it the dream man idk what he looks like but im scared to look it up as it is night and i dont want nightmares
I had a similar experience when babysitting my cousin, he was around 10, about midnight I heard noises from his room, went up to check and he was stood in the middle of the room staring at his TV which just had white noise on really loud, I asked if he was okay and he slowly turned around and just stared through me! he was asleep with his eyes open, but I just left him to it....never babysat him again!
I used to babysit this little girl who would be dead asleep and then all of a sudden start slamming her head face down into her pillow. like fully asleep and she would do it like ten or twelve times and then just stop. scared the hell out of me lol I never figured out what it was cause i was too scared to ask her parents!!
It freaks me out when one of my youngest age 10 and 12 will get close to my face while I sleep and whisper "mom" in the middle of the night. Or sometimes they don't whisper and I just know they are there. The first few times were accidental. Now they do it to freak me out.
one time i was in my bed and my baby sister started talking in English. but we only speak french with her
I thought she was saying the literal name of her father was making her laugh. Like she was the true granddaughter of Kermit Dickman. Had no idea why the parents were worried.
Like grandma, I have a nana and Grammy too, just a different name to call a grandma
Load More Replies...No, she meant that the grandad was entertaining her, or making her laugh? I didn’t understand it at first either
Load More Replies...Makes you wonder what children see/sense when they're fresh in the world. And what they're seeing without the boundaries of what's accepted. Only at this age, can we just look with wonder and awe,free from bias of what "we think we know "
How intelligent a person needs to be just to deduct, having the context, that she means, oldest kid,probably son or daughter ?!?!
Load More Replies...Reminds me of a time when I was volunteering at church and a kid about four came up to me and said "There's a man who lives my closet and he has no face." He then just ran off and went to play with other kids and I shut my closet doors that night.
creepy thing happened to me at my old house my parents have never even considered seeing that neighbor hood again after the random fire
Once when my daughter was younger she was upset about something. She looked straight up at the ceiling and said she wanted to go home. Thing is, we were already at home....
If you believe in past lives (I do 100%), the belief is that you come back to learn the lessons you didn't in your previous life/lives. No doubt in my mind this kid was separated from his mom, the dark lady in the garden who is looking for him, and he died alone.
Sad, but that kind of thing happens when they have had a traumatic experience in their past tlife.
*nightmare. If it was a night terror the kiddo wouldn't remember it.
Load More Replies...Christa must be a terrible driver to make her grandma cry like that.
i'd be slightly scared and then if she started to rock me... well i'd scream for a second but then be fine probly
This stuff makes me wonder if we should really tell children what we perceive. There was with certainty no physical person in the closet, and, unless you are superstitious, also no spirit or whatever. But the child might as well have perceived something that we perceive differently, and we should not simply say "there is no such thing".
Speaking of it, I think there were cartoons that included episodes about these kinds of illusions, but in a non creepy way, rather cheerful way instead. Like it's fun that some shadows and objects can look like people and figures. I think that's a really good method of calming down both kids and adults.
Load More Replies...When my sonata little, he kept telling me stories about his conversations that he would have with his great grandma... my mom's mom... problem was she does when I was 9. He could point her out in pictures from the Philippines that were taken just before she died and knew what her nickname was that all the little kids in the family called her. I was properly creeped out for a while. He stopped seeing her, but he's in his twenties now and still remembers it all....
I could never sleep with the closet doors open when I was a kid, because I thought someone was in there. In hindsight, I think the clothes hanging on hangers just looked as if someone was there, and my imagination made it worse. Maybe the same thing here?
I have a niece and when she was younger, claimed to have a man in her closet. Later found out from my brother that they started having paranormal activity in the house and it got so bad that they had to get the house cleansed. Some of the stuff he told me was really freaky; TV turning on and off, his car stereo coming on in the middle of the night (when you needed the key to start it), windows rattling, footsteps down the hallway. Apparently ghosts are attracted to young children and pre teens for some reason. It was all traced to her closet.
Just because adults don't always see what the kid does, doesn't mean it's not real, or not there... never discount it, and never say it's not there. Just say no, I don't see what you're seeing, but if you are afraid, you can tell me, and we can see what we need to do so you aren't afraid.
plot twist plot twist: it was his Evil cousin Manbat
Load More Replies...Not surprised in the least it's Scotland. There's a fairy hill in Inverness with a weird legend about musicians playing all night for the devil.
I truly believe kids can see and understand things we can't.
Yep. Take in from me. (A kid, 12 year old to be exact)
Load More Replies...When I was little (I'm 12 now) I had a friend named shany who were all black and had white skin anyways I took her to bed everynight (I slept with my parents) and they were freaked out so finally they made me sleep in my bed then that night I woke up to shany standing by my bed saying she was mad we weren't in my parents room so I screamed and told my parents and we sold that house
When I was 3 I always said that "When I was buried before they dug me up the lobsters were pinching me" I was born in Maine but moved when I was a few months old...
Cool. I wish I could see some of my beloved friends and family who have died.
Maybe it was all a scheme so the child could get a cat
Load More Replies...Okay, this isn't her friend. Sounds like it could be demonic
I think it is time to have the "where children come from" talk.
Fastest laundry!? Scrap that plan we're buying new clothes, new house, changing our names and moving where no one knows us!
That is the beginning of a fantastic story. Janie grew up surrounded by friends, invisible to the world. While the rest of her class was listening to the teacher Janie was listening tothe amazing stories of her friends. They would tell her about the lives they had lead and all of the wonderful places they had been. Her friends told her what it was like to live and what it was like to die. As she got older she began to question them why no one else could see them. They told her simply, she is the cloth keeper. Janie accepted this without question for many years before finally asking what a cloth keeper was. The cloth keeper is the one who tends to the cloth of humanity woven together by our shared stories. Janie would know the stories and pull and weave the threads to strengthen the bond and enrich the human experience. Rebelling against her destiny occupied her for most of her adolescence. Then embraced her destiny and set about to do the best she could.
That’s possibly the greatest reply I’ve ever read! I would read that book!
Load More Replies...Don't be so quick to share your fear at what kids see. They see what they see. If you ask, they will tell you honestly. Just be an adult and listen, ask smart questions and let your child know they can tell you anything. Also, to put your fears at rest, ask your child if the spirit is scary to them or tries to hurt them or is mean.. usually the answer is no. If it's yes, find some help from a legitimate psychic, and find out how to protect your child and tach them how to protect themselves. Children are amazing!
In some Convents many years ago, cloth was recycled. For new shirts, dresses, trousers etc; when it was no longer useful to remake clothing, it was used as a rag or cleaning cloth. The lady who had this job was the cloth keeper.
I remember this like it was yesterday. I thought there was a witch in the closet at daycare. I don't know if someone told me there was or what but I screamed every day my mom took me there and she had to change day cares. I drive by it sometimes and the the witch is the first thing I think of. .
When I was like 5 I thought there were monsters in my closet. Only thing was I grew less afraid of them over time and then I would say that they came into my room to protect me. It was Mike and Sully from Monsters Inc. There was also Good Dracula and Bad Dracula. Good Dracula protected me from Bad Dracula by putting a Bad Dracula-proof force field around my bed. Ofc, I didn’t know it was called a force field.
Load More Replies...I wouldn't be able turn my back away from that. I get so paranoid if my back isn't facing the wall, or if it's facing a window
when I was a kid I use to see things in the dark, I would hear things, something moving in the closet, something whispering, the only thing that would protect me was the light... I would freak TF out if I woke up in the middle of the night and my mom turned off the hallway light, if I was completely submerged in the dark.. the things could get me.. I am now 28 years old AND STILL TERRIFIED OF THE DARK.. lets just say I would rather the extremely high power bill over chancing the dark..
When I was younger, (I'm still very young but mature for my age) to get me to go to sleep for some reason I used to think that whenever I closed my eyes I would be transported to a place where I would be in a sleeping bag and there was a vampire with a cauldron who put the little girls who were pretending to sleep in it and the ones that were actually asleep got transported back because they tasted bad. I'm glad I don't take showers unless told to now.
I'm the exact opposite. I can't sleep with my back towards anything that I may be afraid of because I know it will creep up and get me! Just like I can't hang a hot foot/hand over the side of the bed.
I just told myself there were parrots in the attic, rolls over, and went back to sleep
my family rented an old home for a few months while we finished building ours. After moving in we found out the house was built by an older man who escaped a hitler concentration camp (lots of back story to the house).. Weird things would happen when my parents went out. My daughter was a new born baby at the time, I would lay her down to sleep in her crib then hear her crying from other parts of the house, every time I checked on her she was still asleep and still in the same room I laid her down but as soon as I would sit back down she would be crying from the bathroom or my sisters bedroom (my sister always witnessed these events as well).. another few times my parents would leave for the night, my sister and I would be in the living room watching a show and could distinctively hear a man and woman having a conversation at the top of the stairs (this was not a large house there was only an attic/bedroom at the top of the stairs) we would pause our show and clear as day could...
could still hear the conversation, it wasn't until we walked up the stairs and stepped foot in the attic/bedroom that the conversation would stop, there was never any man or woman.
Load More Replies...Maybe it was good cuz it was wearing white? I feel like the color black (before I continue I would like to say I am not racist) is usually symbolized as bad but white is symbolized as good? Maybe the way it executed that was a bit bad.
What is it with this belief that if someone dies in a house it becomes haunted (or has more chances of being haunted)?
No one knows but when I recently sold my mother's house because she passed away, the first thing the realtor asked was: "Did she die in this house because I will have a hard time selling it if she did...." Note: There's a shortage of houses in my country and people are paying ridiculous prices to get one.
Load More Replies...Many ghosts believe that if they die somewhere and have unfinished business, they can't leave that premises, I find I get answers If I talk to them.
Many ghosts believe that if they die somewhere and have unfinished business, they can't leave that premises. Often they are too afraid to try. People should not be afraid of them, most often they don't harm anyone.
The number of times I have talked to a ghost to see if they can tell me what they are there for. A couple of times it has been that they are Spirit guides for a particular person.
Grabs industrial sized chain saw, lops off the top of the house, topples it over with my foot then sets the damn thing on fire
This is the ideal male body. You may not like it, but this is what peak performance looks like.
that is what *beak* performance looks like lol
Load More Replies...Please people, don’t say 18 months. Say a year old or say a year and 6 months
When I was a kid in the early 80's I used to play in a graveyard across the street from my house. It was the oldest graveyard in the area, long closed and unused by then. There was an elderly man named Ebby who would tell me stories about all the people buried there. Stories about small things like 'June over there made the best apple pies in the valley!' and 'That's Jake, when I was a kid we all thought he was an outlaw in hiding, turned out after he died he was a famous bank robber and cattle rustler!' I would often bring up these stories up conversations with my teachers and relatives. I never managed to introduce Ebby to Mom, he was always gone when Mom called for me. We moved to FL when I was 11, and I forgot about him. Went back when I was 19 to visit my Dad and decided to see if I could find Ebby's grave to say hi. ...
Did some research and ended up at the museum/ historical society. The only 'Ebby' associated with the graveyard was Ebenezer Chailont, the last mortician/ caretaker of that cemetery and the last person to be buried there... in 1948. I found a picture, and it was a pic of Ebby standing next to a coffin. He had no surviving children or relatives, so I still can't explain it. I've been able to verify about half of the stories he told me, but there was no way that 6-7yo me could have known any of those things. No idea who I was actually talking to, but I think that was the first step on my path to becoming a mortician myself.
Load More Replies...My son has told me freaky stuff, but the creepiest has to be when he was 5 yrs. we were talking and out of nowhere he says ,'Mum, you know before papa was born, I was your dad and you were my baby?' there was silence for some 2 minutes then he proceeded to say, 'we had to go back before papa was born so that we can come back to him. I'm happy I am with you again, even though now you are my mother.' This still freaks me out.
My 5 year old crawled into my lap, grabbed my face in her hands, looked at me quite sincerely and said "Mama, I love you and I promise I will never ever kill you". I was not reassured by this.
according to my mom, at just under 2, when my grandfather was dying, i asked her who all the women were standing around him. she said it was just her and my grandmother but i said all seven of them could speak our dialect (my parents are immigrants). she immediately freaked out that his mother, aunts, and sisters who had passed before him had come down to help him pass on. He died later that day.
That's beautiful and not first time I hear this.
Load More Replies...We shouldn't dismiss what kids say they see or hear as just imagination. Kids are still innocent and have not been clouded by life yet. Once you make them believe it's just imagination, the veil between this life and the other side gets darker, and they stop seeing and hearing. It's a gift, and it should be honed and not squashed. Just my opinion.
When my daughter became able to talk, she indicated she didn't like the rug in her bedroom with the few words she had available. I didn't think anything of it. She'd occasionally tell me she didn't like it as her vocabulary improved. She then told me that the things on it moved in the dark. I figured it was an optical illusion. Then when she got older she said, "Mom, I know you don't care that the rug moves, but it tried to cover up my face last night so I couldn't breathe." Rug was replaced with a car track rug from Ikea. She started playing in her room (she never had before) and by all reports the new rug, and everything on it, is stationary.
About 2 years back, my son came out of his room and stopped...staring at our bedroom door. I asked what was wrong, he said "Who is the blonde lady?" I said, "What Blonde Lady?" He said, "The one that just went into your room." There was just me, my husband and my son in the apartment. Nah..I'm not tired. Imma stay right here in the living room.
A friend of mine said she grew up in a house where there were the spirits of two little boys..both in early 1920's clothing. They used to bounce balls around the house and play practical jokes. But she said there was something else in the basement. When her boyfriend went down to get something out of the freezer, a wind brushed past his face and said his name. Her boyfriend refused to ever go down in the basement again. She also said when her and the boyfriend got married, they moved into a townhouse. She said one time she woke up to see a teenage boy with a rock concert t-shirt standing next to her bed staring at her. Another time, her husband woke up and saw a woman dressed in a wedding gown at the foot of the bed.
Load More Replies...My youngest grandson who lives with his parent s next door has told them that there is a man in their laundry room. He doesn't want to go in there alone or have my daughter in law go in there. This has been going on for since time before i was told. When she did i immediately went and smudged the entire house. So far no more sightings. Then again my daughter in law told me that at the last sighting she went into the room and told him... you best leave my boy alone out i will tear you a new one in this life and the next. Mama is fierce!
When I was a kid in the early 80's I used to play in a graveyard across the street from my house. It was the oldest graveyard in the area, long closed and unused by then. There was an elderly man named Ebby who would tell me stories about all the people buried there. Stories about small things like 'June over there made the best apple pies in the valley!' and 'That's Jake, when I was a kid we all thought he was an outlaw in hiding, turned out after he died he was a famous bank robber and cattle rustler!' I would often bring up these stories up conversations with my teachers and relatives. I never managed to introduce Ebby to Mom, he was always gone when Mom called for me. We moved to FL when I was 11, and I forgot about him. Went back when I was 19 to visit my Dad and decided to see if I could find Ebby's grave to say hi. ...
Did some research and ended up at the museum/ historical society. The only 'Ebby' associated with the graveyard was Ebenezer Chailont, the last mortician/ caretaker of that cemetery and the last person to be buried there... in 1948. I found a picture, and it was a pic of Ebby standing next to a coffin. He had no surviving children or relatives, so I still can't explain it. I've been able to verify about half of the stories he told me, but there was no way that 6-7yo me could have known any of those things. No idea who I was actually talking to, but I think that was the first step on my path to becoming a mortician myself.
Load More Replies...My son has told me freaky stuff, but the creepiest has to be when he was 5 yrs. we were talking and out of nowhere he says ,'Mum, you know before papa was born, I was your dad and you were my baby?' there was silence for some 2 minutes then he proceeded to say, 'we had to go back before papa was born so that we can come back to him. I'm happy I am with you again, even though now you are my mother.' This still freaks me out.
My 5 year old crawled into my lap, grabbed my face in her hands, looked at me quite sincerely and said "Mama, I love you and I promise I will never ever kill you". I was not reassured by this.
according to my mom, at just under 2, when my grandfather was dying, i asked her who all the women were standing around him. she said it was just her and my grandmother but i said all seven of them could speak our dialect (my parents are immigrants). she immediately freaked out that his mother, aunts, and sisters who had passed before him had come down to help him pass on. He died later that day.
That's beautiful and not first time I hear this.
Load More Replies...We shouldn't dismiss what kids say they see or hear as just imagination. Kids are still innocent and have not been clouded by life yet. Once you make them believe it's just imagination, the veil between this life and the other side gets darker, and they stop seeing and hearing. It's a gift, and it should be honed and not squashed. Just my opinion.
When my daughter became able to talk, she indicated she didn't like the rug in her bedroom with the few words she had available. I didn't think anything of it. She'd occasionally tell me she didn't like it as her vocabulary improved. She then told me that the things on it moved in the dark. I figured it was an optical illusion. Then when she got older she said, "Mom, I know you don't care that the rug moves, but it tried to cover up my face last night so I couldn't breathe." Rug was replaced with a car track rug from Ikea. She started playing in her room (she never had before) and by all reports the new rug, and everything on it, is stationary.
About 2 years back, my son came out of his room and stopped...staring at our bedroom door. I asked what was wrong, he said "Who is the blonde lady?" I said, "What Blonde Lady?" He said, "The one that just went into your room." There was just me, my husband and my son in the apartment. Nah..I'm not tired. Imma stay right here in the living room.
A friend of mine said she grew up in a house where there were the spirits of two little boys..both in early 1920's clothing. They used to bounce balls around the house and play practical jokes. But she said there was something else in the basement. When her boyfriend went down to get something out of the freezer, a wind brushed past his face and said his name. Her boyfriend refused to ever go down in the basement again. She also said when her and the boyfriend got married, they moved into a townhouse. She said one time she woke up to see a teenage boy with a rock concert t-shirt standing next to her bed staring at her. Another time, her husband woke up and saw a woman dressed in a wedding gown at the foot of the bed.
Load More Replies...My youngest grandson who lives with his parent s next door has told them that there is a man in their laundry room. He doesn't want to go in there alone or have my daughter in law go in there. This has been going on for since time before i was told. When she did i immediately went and smudged the entire house. So far no more sightings. Then again my daughter in law told me that at the last sighting she went into the room and told him... you best leave my boy alone out i will tear you a new one in this life and the next. Mama is fierce!
