I told my father and grand father that I remembered dying in WWII.

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My daughter was 4 when she said "you know I died in a jail when someone hit my head then I came to you" 

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I was at a silent auction and there was a really creepy 100 year old doll that I bid on as a joke. Turns out nobody else wanted it, so I won. My wife and I are talking the whole time about how creepy this doll was.

As I stood in line to pay for it, my daughter asked to hold the doll, so I gave it to her. A few older ladies starting coming up to her and saying things like “That doll is older than I am.” and “You’re so lucky to have such a pretty doll.” I guess because my daughter had been listening to us talking, she would respond with things like “Did you hear that? She’s laughing at you.” I tried so hard not to laugh at the look on their faces, but the last one got me. My daughter put her ear down to the dolls face and with a very serious look said to a lady “I think the doll just said the ‘F-word’.”

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My daughter was performing at one of her school events when she told me she saw my grandmother. She was dead and we missed her funeral that day.

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My two year old never stops talking and has said some really weird and freaky things lately. The creepiest one was when we were putting her to bed and she said goodnight to the "closet man" and when we asked her who she meant she told us it was the little man that lived in the small access hatch she has in the back of her closet. Scary thing is she has never seen that hatch open and i'm pretty sure she has never seen it before because there has been a big storage tote in front of it since before she was born!

You bet I checked the hatch the next morning when she was downstairs and found nothing but dust and spiderwebs in there so that made me a bit happier!

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We found him in the unfinished basement with the lights off in the middle of the night. Standing in the corner whispering. And he told the therapist, the devil comes to my window at night 

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My daughter asked why we can't cure world hunger by eating the dead people...

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My toddler (2.5yo) recently shared a ghost sighting with us. She has done it before but usually not so confidently. We try very hard not to show her how interested we are because we don't want her to start making things up (more than she already is, hopefully speaking, lol)

Anyway, she stopped mid-play with my husband and I the other day and completely had a mood shift. We had been all making playdough ice cream and laughing and talking. She stopped, looked to her right, and set down her ice cream to wave. She said, "Hi ghost!" Pleasantly and just smiled. Was suddenly much more quiet and observant, more calm, not as lost in the playing. Similar to how we'd be if someone passed by us in public or interrupted for a brief moment. You're still in a good mood, but not going to rudely keep playing instead of saying hello.... if that makes sense.

It was an open spot of floor above our basement stairs. She was looking slightly up, so it'd have been about the height of an older kid, or taller and standing on the stairs.

We both slowed what we were doing and made eye contact and said, "There's a ghost?"

And she says, "Yes! Right there!" All smiles.

We nonchalantly went, "Oh, there you are! Hey ghost!"

She didn't even incorporate it into her game or make any more of a deal about it. She just started up her ice cream making again and let it be.

I think the scary part comes from not knowing what's going on in her little mind, not even the ghost part. Because clearly, it's quite peaceful. 🤷‍♀️

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My first born daughter, when she was around 5 or 6 years old. She use to take her dolls and place pennies on their eyes so "Sam" can play with them.....don't know a Sam.... I hid the pennies...nope, big ol'nope.

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I was driving my son to daycare. It was just the two of us as I already dropped my other son off at school. My then three-year old said to me, "Mommy, I love you more than my first mommy." I said, "Your first mommy?" He said, "Yes, my first mommy in California" (we live in the US, but about as far from California as you can get). I said, "You lived in California?" He said, "Yes, up until Jason stabbed me and then I came to you!" I said, "Who is Jason?" and then he just started talking about something else. I tried to get more info from him on it, but he never talked about it again. So weird and I can't imagine where he would have gotten the fodder for it to make it up in his imagination. The only Jason we knew was someone he saw only occasionally and my son liked him. There was no fear or bad feelings associated with him. The only media he saw at that point was various kids' TV.

Still kind of freaks me out almost 10 years later!

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"Daddy, there's a caveman in your kitchen!"


It was a sticker she put on the floor

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I think babies and toddlers are so close to the other side, whatever that is or whatever that even means… While I don’t have kids, I trust my mom regarding my sister. Two unusual things happened when she was around two and a half ~~months~~ years old. She spoke early and at an advanced level very young. One day my sister tells my mom that she misses the place before this one. My mom doesn’t understand and she asks what she means. “I was with the light. Before here.” My sister offered helpfully. Not really understanding still, my mom asks if she means before like yesterday or last week? Her bed? My sister shakes her head and says, “before everything. The light! It’s very comfortable there.” Mom was weirded out by it, but kids say weird stuff, so she chalked it up to that. Until Christmas. My sister is now in her early forties. The internet was not a thing when we were babies in the early eighties. She was not in daycare as my mom stayed home with us for a few years. I say this to preface the lack of exposure for what’s coming. The day before Christmas Eve when my sister was two years ten months old, she tells my mom, “I really want a camel for Christmas!” My mom is kinda shaken. She’s never exposed her to camels. She has no idea where my sister got the word or even if she really understood what a camel was. Buuut, just in case, my mom took her s****y sewing skills into them laundry room where her old sewing machine is. She cuts out a dromedary camel using two pieces of brown fabric and sews them together with some cotton balls. She gives the crappy nearly 2D camel a couple button eyes and a mouth made of uneven black stitching. Christmas morning comes, and my sister opens up this stupid looking homemade camel. But without missing a beat she giggles and exclaims, “oh good! It’s Omar, my camel!” If my parents didn’t expose her to camels, they absolutely didn’t expose her to Middle Eastern names. Yet, that’s what my sister decided her camel would be called. Now the last odd factor. My sister and I are not biologically related. We’re both adopted. I’m a Hispanic guy of Mexican ancestry (though really, my genetics trace back to old imperial Spain). But my sister? Yeah, my sister is Syrian and East Indian… Later, I asked my mom if I had said anything weird. Maybe I asked for churros or really wanted a chihuahua or something. But no… my mom shook her head and told me I was essentially silent as a baby. I didn’t really cry and didn’t really fuss (I was in foster care for a while before the adoption, and apparently my first foster home wasn’t great). And though I spoke fairly early as well, I didn’t say much. But I understood plenty. Yet I didn’t make any creepy requests or have any otherworldly insights like my sister. And so my journey of disappointing my parents began!

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My daughter told me there was a fire in the kitchen. It was a lit candle 🤦

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My four year old told me a few weeks ago that she “remembers her Popo from a long time ago. He was a really smart guy.” She was conceived about a week after my husbands father passed. A couple of nights ago she was sleeping in my bed while my husband was working out of town and she sat up from a dead sleep and said “Popo is here” laid down and went right to back to sleep. We never call him by that name. My husband says my Dad or I call him by his actual name. The name she said was given by his other grandchildren that we very rarely see.

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Not my child, but a friends child was sitting in bed with their mother and said the red eyed people were coming down from the roof, they also hid in the wardrobe, in the evening they would come into the house from the forest, she said she would watch them walk out of the forest into the house.

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My eldest had an imaginary friend he claimed to be the ghost of a child that died in our house. He would sit in his room having conversations with him. It was f*****g creepy. His imaginary friend was quickly forgotten a couple of weeks after he started preschool and we all breathed a sigh of relief.

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My 4 year old son asked me if i prefer death or labour very loudly in public

Took me a sec to realise that those are the names of two songs that i’d been playing quite frequently in the house lol

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He drew something and asked me what it was. As clues, he told me it was at the stairs (we were in the family area on the second floor of our house at the time, facing said stairs), but sometimes it was at the bedroom door (also on said floor), and it didnt have any legs.

The answer is ghost.

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At 3 am in the morning, I was a single mum and lived alone with my 3-year old at the time: “Mum, there’s someone over there at our window”.

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Daddy who is that behind you? * we were alone in a room at the children’s hospital -*

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I learned to play that chess game when I lived in the castle with my other mommy and daddy.

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We were staying on an island and waiting for the last barge back to mainland . It was just after dark and we drove through a small old cemetery to kill time. It was empty and no one around, but my 1.5 year old daughter was waving hello and giggling like she was seeing someone.

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I ask the kid, “whatcha drawing?”
Kid: “oh, a land of infinite darkness where darkness reigns.”

Cue me going through the whole video collection thinking I must have missed something.

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My 5 year old said he sees an old man on the stairs, i asked him to show me where exactly and he keeps pointing to the ceiling above the stairs (as if the man he refers to would be hanging..). Very odd.

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Neighbor kid walked up to me one day, just said "I learned how to start a fire today" and walked off.

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So I have a 16 year old young man and one time he woke me up dead of my sleep at 2am and said (they are coming) and gave me that odd freaking stair! Turns out he was fully asleep!

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My then 2 year old: You'll be scared. There's a ghost coming for you. Now run.

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My two year old, who was just beginning to understand the world, was standing next to me in the kitchen and talking/giggling to himself "horses don't have eyes, horses don't need eyes" followed by laughter.

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My two and a half year old at the doctor this past Friday when they were going to take some blood from me “Mommy, I want your blood!”

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My younger sister was about two or three and ended up waking up in the middle of the night screaming and crying. She wouldn't stop saying that something was in the corner. She was inconsolable for at least an hour. I assume it was a night terror but it lasted much longer than night terrors I've seen from others (my own kid today suffered from them when younger).

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