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#67 - anonymous (04/30/2013) [+] (1 reply)
Some weird things happened to me too.I can remember when I was around three or four. I was living with my Mother and Stepfather.
we lived in this dirty little apartment. My Step Father was a heavy set man, who loved to go to yard sales. We would always leave really early in the morning. But there was this one time... We stopped by a decrepit building. It was two stories, falling apart at the foundations. It was an old school house that was set to be demolished. My Mother and Stepfather were looking around, and I managed to sneak away, and go upstairs. I remember seeing all these kids... Lots of them. I can't really remember solid details, just that they were really nice and they wanted to play. My mom comes looking for me and sees me running around an empty room laughing and talking. Of course, she questioned me as to who I was speaking to. I looked up at her, and said. "Mommy, don't you see all the other kids? They see you." My mom noped the **** out and Left my step dad soon after.
User avatar #497 - cantada (04/30/2013) [-]
When I was a kid, I woke up in the middle of the night. There were these voices saying "You can never leave..." so, being freaked out, started sprinting towards the door. At this point, I was trying my best to not scream and just get out of my room. I couldn't open the door. The voices got closer and closer, until one reached my ear and said "Welcome to the hotel California."
#393 - CapnInterwebz (04/30/2013) [+] (1 reply)
2SPOOKY4ME
2SPOOKY4ME
#212 - nightmarecorpse (04/30/2013) [+] (1 reply)
After reading this and the comments I can safely say that I have solidified my decision to never have kids. **** that.
#60 - SilentRaver (04/30/2013) [-]
When I was a kid I became terrified of going into the basement after I saw a dark figure at the back that appeared to move across my field of view. The staircase to the basement didn't have a door and my bedroom was right around the corner.
I always used to refer to it as "the black thing", and I'm pretty sure I creeped out my brother and my parents by always warning them about the black thing in the basement.

After looking at old photos of the house and basement, I'm 100% positive that "the black thing" was just the old fake Christmas tree wrapped in trash bags that stood in the exact spot as the black thing did in my memory, and thinking more I realized I had ran immediately which is probably how I remember it "moving".

This taught me that when you mix together the ignorance, innocence, and sincerity of children, you're guaranteed to hear some creepy **** at some point.
User avatar #48 - starlightloves (04/30/2013) [+] (3 replies)
Can anyone link me to the thread? I don't know how to reddit... :(
#6 - nicopwnz (04/29/2013) [-]
The one about the daughter and ****** hygiene is a
#404 - daphnie (04/30/2013) [+] (3 replies)
Creepy story time!
So a couple of months ago I went to a family gathering for Easter dinner, and we were all just reminiscing and discussing the past when we all (Me, my brother and my parents) lived together in a 2-story apartment. It was mostly just my brother who is 7 years older than me and my mum recalling how chaotic I use to be as a child (I'm 18 years old now) because I did a lot of sleepwalking. We were all laughing and teasing each other, and I, being curious of the idea of how I was as a toddler, asked my brother if I ever did something unusual or peculiar as a child that he remembers. He has a cheeky grin on his face while rewinding the past for a minute until his jaw drops.

Apparently, when I was five years old, we were sitting around the kitchen table eating cereal one morning when I ask him about some strange sounds I heard coming from the stairs. Teasing me, he jokingly says that the man who lived here before us got killed by a burglar in his bedroom and was dragged downstairs, so he walks up and down the stairs to guard his home at night.
A couple of days later he woke up in the middle of the night to some noise coming from downstairs, thinking it was our parents talking, he walks out of his room to find me sitting on the stairs talking to my own shadow on the wall. He then picks me up and puts me to bed, thinking that I had been sleepwalking. As he's carrying me I was saying "Du må ikke larme. Vær stille" = Danish for "Don't make a sound"
Next day we're sitting at the kitchen table eating cereal and he asks me if I recall anything from last night, to which I respond,
"The Stair man called my name from my bedroom so I went to speak with him but he didn't want me to leave"

I don't know if I was trolling my brother or I just had a very ***** imagination, but the thought of me actually communicating with a spirit scares me.
picture related, it's a picture of me when I was 5 years old
#328 - thebtardist (04/30/2013) [+] (1 reply)
When i was younger and just able to talk my mum and dad said I used to tell them stories of WW1 and 2.


I used to say how I had climbed over the way and charged at the germans and watched my friends die in world war 1, i think i said i was killed by a sniper as well.


Then i said i also was in WW2 and i stormed the beaches, i was killed in the 3rd wave.



I still remember these ideas very briefly, cant really piece the images together but i can see the trenches and storming over the wall, brown dirt and a yellow sky like mustard gas. Cant remember the WW2 bit, just keep seeing images from saving private ryan. I dont tell my parents i remember it, I lie and say i have no idea what they are talking about.



Believe me or not i dont care, this post just triggered me remembering i said it to my parents.



Pic not related.
#327 - ajroach (04/30/2013) [-]
>friend of mine
>walking home at night
>sees shadowy figure ahead hiding behind some bushes on a corner
>crosses road
>looks at the guy in the bushes
>guy in the bushes looks back who friends now sees is holding a rope
>stare at eachother for a 30 seconds
>friend runs home
>next day puts on the news
hfw when someone has been found dead strangled by a rope an hour after he saw the guy
#221 - slickwilly (04/30/2013) [+] (6 replies)
I'm not one to write down personal experiences, especially those that I consider embarrassing. But given the post and comments are highly related, here goes:

>Be me, age 4-6.
>Be asleep in room upstairs
>Bed faces doorway
>Wake up feeling 'uneasy'. Not sure why.
>Hall light is on.
>Notice something in doorway.
>Realize there is something standing there.
>Groggy eye'd, but can tell that it's a person.
>Couldn't see any characteristics of the person. Hall light was on directly behind 'it'. But I can tell by the outline that it looks human.
>I can't see it's face, but I know it's staring at me. Staring into me.
>Try to move. Can't.
>Try to yell, Can't.
>Stay locked onto this figure.
> ************** .jpg
>Figure eventually just disappears (like Nightcrawler in x-men with the swirling clouds).
>Immediately sprint downstairs to tell parents. (Cause they are almighty).
>Parents tear house apart looking for whatever it was.
>Never find anything.
User avatar #222 to #221 - slickwilly (04/30/2013) [-]
I still to this day don't know what it was. But I know it was there. I know I saw it. And worse yet...I know it saw me.

My heart is racing just thinking about it. I saw it a second time. But that's enough for this comment.

(Pic gives a decent representation of what I saw.)

tl;dr: Saw scary man-thing in doorway.
#54 - hueyfreeman (04/30/2013) [-]
My mom says that when I was 3, we were at the beach and I was building a sand castle, and my brother came up to where we were sitting with a bucket and said "mom look i got a fish" and he reached into the bucket to get it out and, with my back turned to them, I pointed a finger at my brothers face and said "Don't touch that ****** , if it stings you you'll die." My mom had never heard me curse before that. It turned out to be a scorpion fish, which could've hurt my brother pretty badly.
User avatar #269 - JwBread ONLINE (04/30/2013) [-]
My 5 year old nephew gets out of bed in the middle of the night and sits at the top of the stairs laughing and talking, and when I ask him who he's talking to, he usually says that his friend called Captain who is old talks to him. He stopped this for a few months, and then one night a few weeks ago, my 3 year old nephew started shouting at the 5 year old in the middle of the night, asking him to make Captain shut up because he couldn't sleep.
I don't like going in their room anymore.
#267 - anonymous (04/30/2013) [-]
I don't have anything creepy, but something embarrassing. Be 10 Visiting my grandma who lives up in the woods by a lake. We just finished watching signs and I go to use the bathroom. As i'm exiting the bathroom I hear a whisper from behind me. I freak out and run into the living room. Turned out to be my grandma just asking me a question.
#255 - eetukka (04/30/2013) [-]
The only thing that even closely resembles anything like this is that i could speak fluent english (i'm finnish) when i was 5 and when my dad asked where i learned english is said ''Mr Johnson taught me''. My dad told me recently that this Johnson was a exchange student who died in a car accident near where i was born.
User avatar #177 - boinbo (04/30/2013) [-]
When i was 5 i used to sleep walk and i walked into my parents bedroom and awoke my dad he told me too go back too bed and well i said "i won't need too once i am done with you"
i'm scared of my 5 year old self ._.
User avatar #176 - sodapops (04/30/2013) [-]
My daughter told me some weird **** when she wasaround 3-4 years old. She told me very seriously about her other grandparents, who lived so far away that you had to both fly and go by train to get there. Her other grandfather had no hair, and no milk in the refrigerator. Their names were Gaddil and Hogge and to be fair that does sound a lot like scandinavian / old norse [thrall] names from 1000-1500 years ago. Or maybe even Saami.I'll write that off as ***** imagination or I would freak myself out big time.

**** , I started googling. Gáddjá is an old traditional saami name and so is Duoŋgi. It doesn't look like it but they sound about right. Maybe I should tell her Adnala dáv rejnav or Mån ähtjáv duv just to see if she reacts.
#161 - diespitris (04/30/2013) [+] (4 replies)

I drank some paint thinner when I was a toddler.

On a serious note, if you could find some more of these that would be awesome.
User avatar #104 - victorfavorite (04/30/2013) [-]
When my sister was about 2 or 3 she had an imaginary friend named Erin. She played with him all the time and said they would get married when they grew up. One time my mom asked her to get something from outside but she replied" Erin says i cant go outside, i can get hurt." My mom just forgot about it but then started questioning my little sister about Erin, where he lives and what not. She said he lives "over there" pointing across the street, "in the neighbors house?" "No mommy, over there". My mom asked the next door neighbor if anything had happened across the street a ****** or anything "No not this street, but the next street over a little boy was run over on the street" pointing in the same direction as my sister. My mom went to get the house spiritually cleaned and that same night my sister said " Mommy i'm not going to marry Erin anymore. He had to go".
#4 - anonymous (04/29/2013) [+] (1 reply)
Some of these are obviously ******** . Babies talking about ****** ? C'mon, are we gonna swallow that?
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