What's the creepiest thing your child has ever said to you?
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Story 27: dude you underestimate toddlers waaaaaaay too much, my younger sister most definitely understood the concept of a volcano at 3
Yeah, they get conceptually that all kinds of things are real, all you have to do is tell them about it. One nature doc and suddenly a 3 year old kid is going to come away with all kinds of things. Volcanos, what a barracuda is, how hippos are murder machines just for funsies and will recall in great detail how he saw one bite a heron in half for being too close or something... They're information sponges, of course they're more than capable of knowing what a volcano is.
Right? Especially with how many kids cartoons feature at least one episode with a volcano sacrifice scene.
Yeah, I don’t think people who aren’t around kids much realize how much they evolve between turning 3 and turning 4. They go from toddler to practically a kindergartener. They understand a LOT. That’s why it always makes me cringe when people speak to them like they’re morons. I remember being baffled and more than a little frustrated when I was trying to tell someone a thing and I was dead serious about it, but because I was little they just laughed at me. Bunch of mouth-breathers.
Indeed. I could read at 2. It's possible to know lots of things by 3.
@BeeWhistler same here my parents treated me like a stupid dog or something for way to long.
one time i remember at a field trip or something they were whispering and gossiping rumors about a former coworker who was supposedly fucking her cousin. (yes we are near alabama lol) talking about it right in front of us and after one of them said she was sleeping with her cousin i asked loudly DOES THAT MEAN SHES GAY?
I was definitely a creepy kid.
I used to tell my mum that grandad was in her bedroom and I could see him ( I literally remember seeing him). The thing is he died in 1969 and I wasn't born until 1990. Years later my mum showed me a professional portrait of a man and said who's this? I burst into tears and said that's grandad!
I used to see a dark shadow in my bedroom and I'm convinced he was there to protect me.
I have tonnes of weird/ creepy stories from my childhood. Stay spooky!
I remember the story of Abiyo yo. They defeated him by singing about him until he danced off a cliff (I think?), and I think my big takeaway from it was that, as a musician, I could TOTALLY defeat Abiyo yo
In my language "abu yoyo" means piggyback ride so there's that.
"We are all in the same cage" doesn't creep me out too much, though I bet hearing a child say it is beautifully eerie
That combined with them choosing to say it in an “old woman voice” is kind of terrifying
What an odd thing to comment 😂
Like, “yeh I’m not bothered at all but I can see why it’s eerie but just so you all know…I’m not weirded out “
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Story 24
"The horse outside always stares at me" "the very skinny horse would crouch down beside his window and start growling"
Oh hell no, absolutely not
That's a skinwalker bro
What’s the deal?
Uhh you mean the things on our property? Yeah skin walkers are pretty docile. Sometimes....
I thought of that one horse that was long and friendly? I don’t remember what it was called though
@Feral_cockroach121 it's litterally called long horse I think it's a creepypasta
Purple mommy story got me spooked
I was in the middle of washing my face and I was so scared hrkehf
I love the one about the nonverbal autistic kid getting so angry he just decides to start speaking. Strange how every so often, anger can be a useful tool in life.
Anger can be an amazing motivatior to visit. Just not good to live there ❤️
I guess I was also angry with my mom because when I was 4 she was crying and asking me if I was stupid, so I decided to break the 4 year silence and tell her that I know who I am and I know what I'm capable of.
Do you remember what timestamp or story number? I just finished listening to the "Big Bad Barry" one.
Edit: Oh, it's story 62 at 46:58!
once my little brother came into my room around 10:00AM, and he is 8 yrs old, and should have been sleeping,so i say, what are you doing? he says with a blank expression,as if he is looking through me, not at me , hiding from the doll. she is screaming. then he just ran. i later found him staring at his reflection in my bathroom mirror. i tried to ask him what he was doing, but he didn't respond. this really spooked me, so i when to tell my mom about it. (i was 13 or 14 at the time) i was about halfway through explaining when i noticed he was right behind me, rubbing his eyes sleepily as if he had just woken up, asking what was going on. turns out he was sleep walking. probably one of the most chilling experiences i've ever had.
edit, tysm for 100 likes!!🎉🎉🥳🥳lk it isnt that many, but its the most i've ever had beacuse im kinda new to yt, so thx.
that's so creepy😭😭
Nahhh i wouldn’t recover from that 💀💀
10 pm right ???
@@RedBeak_sbI think
My little sister did something similar when she was about 5. My mom was working an overnight and forgot to tell the babysitter that my sister sleep walked and talked. So about 10pm my sister walked out of our room and down the hallway to the living room and looked at the babysitter with a blank look on her face and says "Heeee's iiiiiin therrrrrrrrrre" turned around and walked back to our room, crawled back into bed, and laid back down. Babysitter called my mom at work crying and freaking out. Mom apologized and explained everything.
I'VE BEEN TO WAR made me screech with laughter
same 🤣
That boy just remembered storming the beaches of Normandy in a past life, he saw things.
Gosh SAME I almost cried laughing at this 😂
As a German I am fully on board with terrifying children’s stories 😂 Brother Grimms,Struwelpeter , Max & Moritz… the list is long
My grand mother used to read me stories from Struwelpeter. I "loved" the girl with the red shoes.
That grandpa infuriated by the hypnosis thing sounds like an AH 😂
At least no sense of humor.
I remember the story of Abiyoyo from when I was little, but I already had realized magic, giants, dragons, etc. don’t exist in our world so there’s nothing to actually be afraid of.
Same. I'm from South Africa too and I don't remember that story specifically but whenever I heard stories like that,it all just seemed too unreal. Maybe cause my parents kinda hammered home the concept of fact vs fiction. I still prefer writing/reading fiction though.
“Nannie, stop breathing”
To my own defence, I still hate feeling people breathe on me.
The longest birth control ad I've ever seen!
In hindsight, listening to this right before walking home through the dark in the dead of night wasn't the greatest idea I've ever had.
So many of these sound like sleep paralysis. Especially like the purple mommy and the shadow people and definitely the things in the windows wanting in.
Sleep paralysis is where you are having a dream and you wake up, but your body and most of your brain thinks that you're still asleep, so you remain paralyzed.
Normally, when you sleep, your body makes you unable to move much so you don't sleep walk, sleep walking is when the paralysis stops, but you're still asleep. Sleep paralysis is when the sleeping stops, but the paralysis won't.
You can't move anything but your eyes, its terrifying, you can't manually breathe even if you wanted to really badly, and you're panicking, so you should be breathing faster, but you aren’t.
You feel a weight on your chest because of the respiratory depression and that is often explained by having something sitting on your chest.
When I was 3 or 4 I had it for the first time. I was having a dream where I was in my yard watching the sunset with my mom and looking off into the trees from two lawn chairs. I turn to look at her and she is completely gone, I get super scared and run to the door of the house and am pounding on it and i can't really reach the handle, I'm pounding on it and screaming and I hear something rustling in the bushes in the darkness and see a shadow rushing back and forth through the underbrush working it's way towards me I start trying to yell help but I can't, and just as it gets out of the trees my eyes shoot open and I try to scream help and I _still_ can't talk, or move.
And I see that thing standing in the corner looking at me, the thing from my dream turned nightmare. It's a man in a trench coat with a hat and pure darkness, darker than pitch black. And you couldn't really see them, but I knew that it had bright red glowing eyes, and they were looking right at me. It was terrifying.
There was frantic desperate banging and pounding on the windows and walls outside, screaming and shouting both angry and panicked, mostly incoherent, but i heard my name a few times. And then the door too was getting pounded on, and it seemed like the hinges or latch should have given out, but it didn’t. And there was that thing in the corner looking at me.
As terrifying as all of that was to a little kid that thing was almost supernaturally more terrifying, its like it had an aura of fear and malevolence around it amplifying and adding to what it already had going for it. It was evil, you could tell that it was pure hatred, evil, and malevolence. It was malicious, and it wanted to hurt you in every way imaginable.
I finally started to be able to move my toes and fingertips and got a few raspy breaths out "he-, hel-" and as I was coming out of it the banging and pounding and screaming got worse and faster almost more desperate, the shadow demon in the corner looked bigger and it started coming towards me, the door knob started rattling and turning. Then i finally got out a "hel- *HEEELLLLP* " screamed at the top of my tiny lungs and just before the hallucinations ended that thing rushed at me and dove for me and at the same time my door actually flung open and my mom rushed in thinking I was getting murdered.
That aura of fear that I was describing, the pure evil, that's likely due to your amygdala becoming hyper activated during sleep paralysis similar to when you take a deleriant like benadryl or datura. The amygdala is the part of your brain that processes and initiates fear and panic responses and pre screens all of your visual and other sensory input before you are even conciously aware of it for danger, its where fear comes from. So when it becomes hyper activated, then you are having unnaturally high levels of fear plastered over the hallucinatory visions of basically the most terrifying thing you can possibly imagine.
I also had recurring nightmares at that age. My parents thought that they were night terrors, but i was fully aware of them and remembered them every single god damn night. The same three nightmares, the same few endings to each, the feeling of dread every night before I went to hed because I knew what was coming.
I think I've had some minor sleep paralysis before. Sometimes I'll fall asleep, between awake and sleep, and suddenly feel paralyzed like I can't move until I try to jostle around for a bit. I don't hallucinate though, just unable to move.
With regards to kids being "too young", some of them sound like they may just be/have been more advanced than usual. I was ~5 or 6 and once asked my mom (when I was doing something inappropriate in the store, like playing with the cart, and she told me to stop), "is this not appropriate?" Specifically that wording, she always told the story that way, and having tested extremely ahead on reading level tests all my childhood, I can easily believe that I used the word "appropriate", a word she often used as well so I likely learned it from her. Kids are sometimes smarter than people give them credit for, and it's often a sign they need more support (something I was not given, though I'm not sure much support existed as even as an adult, I struggle to find books that are engaging and challenging in a way that pushes me to grow, which genuinely sucks, it would've been even harder to find a book with 11th-grade vocabulary and 4th-grade content). Could some of them be BS? Yes, people make stuff up online a lot. Are all the ones that may seem "too intelligent" for the age given definitely BS? I don't think so, as someone who could have been one of those kids.
Totally agree. My eldest and youngest nieces both came out with words or phrases that would widely, online, seem unbelievable. However I heard them with my own ears.
I, too, am scared of purple mommy.
"We're all in the same cage." Is the most unintentionally deep thing I've heard in a long while.
But did they ever make pancakes for Tyler 😂
#54 "We're American so I have a big fear of being gunned down out in public"
That's not an "American" thing that's a "bad neighborhood" or paranoia or gun-happy 'murica thing. We're not all like that, Far From it.
Hi from New York 🗽
I never spoke a word until I was 4 years old. My mom cried sometimes and wondered out loud what was wrong with me. She says that one day when I was 4 and when she was crying and asking me what was wrong with me I just interrupted her by saying: "I know who I am and I know what I'm capable of". She says that this was the most shocking moment in her life and that she never heard a child say anything like that and so well spoken.
My friend and I have sons who are around a week apart in age. Her son has autism and is almost completely nonverbal, although he can say mom or dad from time to time. A while back she posted on Facebook about how she was sleeping and heard somebody whispering, "mom!" and when she woke up he was leaning over her in the bed, smiling. I said it would've taken me a second to get my bearings; remember where I was; and remember I DID have a small child so that my horror-movie-addled brain wouldn't yeet him across the room! 😳😂😂
The hypnotize one was too cute and funny 😂
I nannied my youngest niece for almost a year. She used to arrange almost anything (pencils, toys, etc) into a circle and make me sit in the middle. 😂 she was only able to crawl and point demands at me at that early age 😂
7:42 Actually... Purple is a color pigment in richer colorful skin. Black is really not in any human skin. So the this kid knew his colors more than the larger percentage of people ever did. Impressive.😌
Oh… but I did see ghosts until I was 16, finally yelled at the ones that bugged me… and it completely stopped. Never *saw* anything that couldn’t be explained again.
if you see ghosts, check for gas leaks #1, only after that get ghost hunters
I used to see ghosts too i have a few cool encounter stories but no one believes me but i fricking floated for 4 seconds though my child mind at the time thought it was a sylveon. Still do ✨im now REALITY SHIFTING ✨
I have demons in my room and my bathroom
Yay
@@jessicabrower8574
Are you schizophrenic bay any chance? And if not that's Hella creepy!!!!!🫠
I now thoroughly believe kids can see ghosts, unfortunately I can't remember seeing any
I creeped out my parents so much from the ages of 2-4 because I actively saw things. I wouldn't consider mine ghost, more demonic. My dad is Mexican and there is a lot of that stuff on his side of the family. I often talked about the shadow man or hearing ppl say my name when no one was there. So much so that I hated sleeping at night. I would spend the nights grabbing all the knives in the house I could find and sitting with them (to protect myself I guess?)
I have vague memories of this. But I for sure remember what I saw because it followed me until I was 10
When I was little, I had some interesting moments that my mom told me about. 😅 One time she walked into my room and I was sitting up in my bed, eyes open, and said, “I’ve been waiting a long time for you mommy.” I then proceeded to fall backwards and back asleep. Another time, she was changing me and I whispered, “God is good, God is Great.” For context, we sang that at my Christian preschool. I’m now an atheist.😅
A story my dad told me about one of his cousins back in his home town:
When this guy was a very small child he used to have an imaginary friend he called 'the clown' and talked plenty about him. One day, the kid got lost, he simply wandered off through an unlocked door, all the relatives rushed out to look for him but the kid was back on his own in a few hours, he kept saying 'his clown' walked him back.
A couple years later, this guy still being a child, one of the aunts was going through photo albums and the kid took a glance at one of the grandfather's photos, the guy long dead by then
'Hey, that's my clown!' the grandfather used to have a bald head with hair just on the sides that this guy confused with a clown, dunno if he had seen the photos before or if there was really a ghost somewhere there
Bonus story: according to my mom, I was also a mind reader child, she says that I'd start talking (alone) about stuff she was thinking about, her favorite story to tell about it was a time she was trying to remember what the Finding Nemo's shark was and I blurted 'Bruce!' from the other room, can't say if it's actually a thing but seems I also used to say I was an alien, she still tells me that to this day, it's turbed out to be annoying tbh
I remember being told as a younger kid about doing strange things. I was a strange kid. But one that stood out happened when I was about two years old.
I was at the local pub for dinner with my parents and aunt, who had come to visit. To keep me entertained, my aunt was playing with me until food was served. until I started laughing at something behind her. There was nothing but a wall. This obviously confused her, so she would step in my line of sight to try and block my view, but I would just move the opposite way to see whatever it was. I'm told "it was like someone was playing with me"
Lol Story 14 reminds me of when my family went to Disney Land! We stayed in a hotel and my older brother and older sister had to sleep in one room together, with me and my sister in one bed and my brother in the other. I normally never sleepwalk or even talk in my sleep, but when I woke up the next day my sister was pissed and demanded I slept in our parents room for the rest of our stay. Apparently in the middle of the night my sister had suddenly woken up feeling a cold hand gripping her ankle, only to sit up terrified and see that it was me, staring wide-eyed at her while I held her ankle tight and wouldn’t let go 😅💀 I obviously had no recollection of this, but for the entirety of the Disney trip my sister had been causing a whole bunch of unnecessary drama and stress for us all, so it honestly felt good to know I’d unintentionally gotten back at her 🤣
Maybe the grandpa was just showing his ghost friends his granddsughter
About story 6 South African Folktale: Such stories were important back then in African culture(all African cultures have them, all that I know of. But definitely all cultures where I come from. It's Kenya by the way) They were told to share a common history, to reinforce cultural values, or highlight important traditions. As you know, folk tales are part of an oral tradition, meaning they originated before literacy and are passed down verbally from generation to generation. That story was told to children to scare, startle, shock, and even repulse them, and by that, they will not go into the forest alone and get lost or even killed by wild animals.
I genuinely LOVE this narrator😂😂😂his humour and the commentary he sprinkles in makes my stomach ache from laughter. the way he said ‘you don’t need babysitters, you need to be institutionalised’ so monotonously was hilarious😂
I wish they told more creepy and spooky stories like this
My granny Lynch died 2 weeks before my little brother was born, and my granda Lynch died 4 days before he turned 1 year old. But when he was about 5 years old he was telling me things about my Granny and Granda as if he knew them for years before they past away. My daddy also stood looking in the living room window at my youngest cousin (20 years younger than me) and my oldest nephew, my sister (my nephews mammy) asked "who's that?" My cousin says "Terence!" My nephew said "Patsy!" My granda Lynch's forename was Patsy, my nephew it 13 years younger than my little brother and where my daddy was standing was where my granda would've sat in his wheelchair throughout my childhood. My nephew has also informed my mammy that heaven's like it is here only it's, brighter and nicer, when he was 7 years old. She asked him who told him that and he replied "I just know". Since then we have watched videos about people who have died but came back and they explained heaven the exact way my nephew did??
The boy named Chris story honestly sounds so frustrating😭
Could the parents not have humoured them whatsoever????
Like Jesus why would you let your kid breakdown in tears instead of just calling them what they wanna be called within reason
I have three kids. Creepy things were said, but I had to wait for it… the oldest was usually funny. At 3 she backsassed my obstetrician when I brought her to hear her brother’s heartbeat. “Do you hear that?” the doc says. “I have ears, y’know,” says the 3-year-old.
Her only creepy kid comment that I recall was an accident, at around the same age. A nice lady joined us at our table in a crowded IKEA on a hot summer’s day where everyone was enjoying the cheap and honestly pretty tasty frozen yogurt cones they sell there. My friendly kid asked her where she came from and the lady said, “I come from God.” Sheesh. I’m Christian but seriously… you know what she meant, woman! But to my relief she didn’t try to tell us about the God we already believed in… she just chatted until her cone was gone and got up to leave. My daughter said a cheerful, “Bye!” and then, clearly thinking she needed to flesh it out a little, added, “I hope you go back to God soon!” That remains my best “kids say the funniest things” story and is unlikely to be topped, ever. Seriously, don’t try to be subtle with a child of 3.
My son said creepy things that I don’t remember. His childhood was a chaotic challenge and we had our hands full. He’s got issues now, too, but I’m glad to say they’re more the type that many young adults have… trying to choose what to do with his life, relationship challenges, etc.
But the third, Mixie… she was nicknamed “The Random Queen.” She is the definition of still waters run deep. So phrases would come from that strange baby mouth you never expect. Once in a store out of nowhere she announced, “I like ta eat spiders!” Fortunately that was referring to a DREAM she’d had. I was a bit alarmed at first though.
And speaking of books… when she was in grade school, they read a version of The Three Little Pigs in which the wolf ate 2 pigs and the third pig ate the wolf. Yeah, what? Well, it seems that when story time was over and the kids were working at their desks, my kid got up and went to the teacher and said, “Doesn’t that mean the third pig ate his own brothers?” She told me the teacher just looked at her for a second and asked her to go sit back down. I’ve always pictured the teacher twitching a little as she said it…
Kinda wish i had time to watch this. To watch later you go!
I am 55 and I used to do the same as a child, just go into my parents room at night and just stand there looking at them sleeping and my parents used to wake up and see me standing there, glad to know I am not the only child who did this!
When my oldest was 3 she would have nightmares about toads raining from the sky and goats with red eyes down in the complex parking lot starting into her second story window, she could feel them watching her. Creeped me and her dad out so much. My 4th daughter from the age of one to just before her 3rd birthday would have night terrors at least 4 times a week. She'd wake up at about 2am and would be screaming and crying until nearly 4am. She was practically delirious, couldn't be calmed or alerted at all, I'd have to rock her back and forth and calmly whisper and sing to her in the living room so my husband could get some sleep for work, he took the weekend shifts for the night terrors. I'm waiting for the day she starts telling me about her past life, maybe I just watch too much "the ghost inside my child" 😂
Damn that’s pretty scary so yeah hold up do we have a 3rd narrator 24:51 that made me turn my head real quick 😂😂
Woah… your right
He isn’t bad tho
@@user-fc3gd4ig4yall 3 of them r great but first one is best lol
@@PickleWondertook me a few minutes to realize just thought it was the second one
Wait, was it?
Ooookay, imma write a bible cuz I was a creepy kid and this video relates to me so TL;DR: I litterally saw ghosts and probably almost died, I do not remember any of it.
When I was a year old, my mom, dad, aunt and uncle went to my aunt's family's beach house for a week, that house has a little crawlspace with a door over the bathroom for general luggage, all four of them recount that I pointed at the open crawlspace door and chanted "nene, nene!" (spanish for boy or child) while laughing, which scared the crap out of four adults in their twenties and thirties.
Not sure how supernatural this one was on my end, since my aunt heard me bonk my head against the floor from her room, but my mom once woke up with the sudden urge to check on me, only to find I'd crawled out of my crib and was standing at the top of the stairs, clutched to the railing, crying to go down. They bought a door for those stairs after that.
My dad was watching me play when he noticed a shadow peeking at him from the bathroom, thought it was his imagination when he turned back to me and I was staring at that same spot. According to him, he saw the shadow move from the corner of his eye, saw me follow the movement with my head and immediatly yeeted me over his shoulder and noped the hell out of there.
About Purple mommy: My grandma gifted me a wooden doll stroller that she'd gotten from her mother (after greatgrandma passed away) and my mom and other grandma restored it, painted it white and let me play, later next morning, my father found me talking to myself and playing with the stroller. He asked me what i was doing up so early and I responded "I'm talking to the white lady with no feet", mom later confirmed I'd see "a white lady" on the roof of that house. Mentioned it to grandma years after i was told this, who straight up said "Yeah, that was probably my mom" So yeah, i got my dead greatgrandmother's toy stroller and was immediately visited by her ghost.
Also I had two imaginary friends who I'd reffer to as my "real parents" and had gibberish names. I vaguely remember them, but i'm not sure my mom does, or if I was making it up to mess with my family.
About story 49: I apparently would read my father's mind when I was a toddler, and he told me two times that happened; Once, my grandpa (mom's dad) was being a stubborn old man and holding the car up with some logs instead of the proper tools, dad was thinking about how that was stupid and he'd get crushed when I suddenly perked up in my high chair, pale as a sheet and started going on about how "Abu is gonna get squished! A bolt will fall and he'll get squised!" i was about three and had zero concept of anything death related, so I spooked everyone out; luckily, grandpa was fine and is still kicking to this day. The other was when he was carrying me out of the car for the workers to pump gas in, he just rushed to grab me and left my backpack there because employees would not follow normal protocol and wait for us to leave the car, and I just stared yelling that "the car was gonna blow up and my backpack would get on fire"
Sooo yeah, this was an absolute thesis and that's just what I recall being told, my family as a whole doesn't really believe in the supernatural other than "oh, you dreamed with a dead relative or pet? they were probably visiting you from heaven", but my father did play the ouija when he was a teenager and was very spiritual throughout my childhood, so maybe the stuff I saw was attatched to him? I'm not really sure, it was probably just me being a weird kid.
My mother said I saw spirits as a child, so she stopped asking a question because I scared her too much. But she also witnessed strange things happening around me so she knew it wasn’t just all my imagination. I was three years old and had a friend that couldn’t go home to his family because they all died in the fire (that no one could see but me). I had a horrible night, tears all through my younger years, and as an adult, I still have terrible nightmares on occasion.
I remember when I was like 8 my cousins came over to my house my two older cousins my older brother and me were up at night. Watching a movie (I don’t remember what but it was most likely a studio ghibli movie ) so I fell asleep a couple minutes into the movie and when I woke up my cousins and my brother looked at me with terror and utter shock on there faces, I asked what and they told me and I quote * you were laughing in your sleep* not just any laughing, maniacal laughter,
So basically whole I was sleeping I started to laugh maniacally and they thought I was awake but when they checked I was asleep
My brother still is traumatized by that till this day 6 years later
When my daughter was 3, I became pregnant. It had taken 12 years of trying for her so we all were ecstatic. We often spoke of the baby when I would put her to bed. That is until one day she shook her head at me, saying, “No, Mommy. Baby is not here in your tummy anymore. I saw him leave with Jesus.” That weekend she would shut me down when I said “Baby”. Monday morning I was spooked enough and went to my OB’s office for bloodwork. They asked my symptoms, which I had to respond that I had none - everything was exactly the same.
I went back the next day to meet with the doctor and I was not surprised when he told me I had lost the baby.
Man... who spit in this narrator's bean curd? 😳 Entertain the fantastical for a moment, it's why we clicked the video!
45:09 I did that too and i have an afro so my parents woke up soo many times in the night to a little puffy figure staring right at them JSJFJWJE my dad always jumped and then sighed and I'd go "ipissedmybedagain" KDJFKFKGKGKG
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
I DID IT TOO 😭 the way narrator was like “parents shouldn’t have let this go on” like bro i promise you my parents tried to make me stop just my lil anxious 5 year old self wouldn’t listen 🤣
@@keeprxnning1826 SAAAME my parents would sit with me at breakfast and go "kid... why dont u just wake us up?" and id be like "ijustdidntwanttobotheryou" HAHAHHAHA sometimes when i was too scared bc of a nightmare i did wake them up (and my dad almost kicked me in the face bc of a reflex one time but that was on me for waking him up by touching his foot 💀💀)
John is apparently a very popular guy.
Wait are we just gonna ignore the guy with a daughter who reads minds??
I LOVE the past life stories. I think they are so fascinating and beautiful-especially when they are reincarnating within the same family system. I’ve studied reincarnation and children who remember past lives extensively and I honestly can’t get enough. Once I finish my undergrad, I have contemplated going to grad school at the university of Virginia’s division of perceptual studies, which is where they do their reincarnation research.
25:55 "a parent came in with their kidney" 💀😭😭 i laughed sorry
It's obvious that they are using AI to transcribe the audio, even for the stories.
@@mwalton9526 i mean for the amount of videos they upload i understand. it's still funny tho dsjjdjdj
I used to be involved in a lot of Ghost Hunting in my 50’s. One day I stopped at the local Asian Buffet, and was standing in line to pay my bill. A young mother with a 1 yr old baby was ahead of me. The baby smiled at me, then looked up above me smiled again and waved at some one above me. I often thought I had Spirits follow me home from the Ghost Hunts. I knew the kid was seeing a Spirit that was attached to me. I knew kids were open to the Spirits due to their innocence.
"I hope it was closer to one month than too, GEEZE- What took you so long to get out of there??" Dang, your right, they should have used their secret millionaire money to just buy another house same day and have their maids pack everything up and move it for them. No excuses. 😂😂😂😂
“we’re all in the same cage” got me 🤣
Have you ever raised a 3 yr old?. They say shit you would never expect. I've heard it all.
It doesn'texactly fit the theme, but is still a creepy childhood story. When I was in kindergarten, I remember playing by some gravel near the play structure (I still remember exactly where), then hearing a voice calling my chinese nickname, Bǎobǎo (I'm a mix, and nobody calls me that except for my mom and her parents). I remember looking up to see who was calling me, seeing no one, then resuming my business. This happened multiple times. I never really told my parents, but looking back it was really creepy.
The kid who mentioned Abiyoyo is the actual best
When my daughter was about 12, she was in bed sick with the flu. She was running a fever. I was worried about her, she looked at me and said, "Don't worry, Mommy, that woman said I'd be ok. I said what woman Tara, she pointed in the corner and said that lady with the white hair and white dress. Needless to say, it scared me to death.
I asked a young girl once how old she thought I was and she said 10. I'm 25 LOL little kids really don't understand age at all.
4:26 _Jack And The Beanstalk_ is also "A story about a cannibalistic giant that eats children."
When i was 12, my brother was 6. Both our bedrooms were in the basement. I was still awake when i saw him go by my bedroom door and up the stairs to the living room. I followed after him as it was the middle of the night and he was supposed to be sleeping. I get up, go up the stairs calling his name, whispering to not wake up the parents.
He just kept walking towards the living room window. It was pitch black, but i could see him slightly. I asked him 'What are you doing? go back to bed!'. Then he turned towards me and tells me there is a floating hand outside the window calling for him. I took his hands and noped out of there real quick. I put him back to bed and the next morning he could not recall a thing. He was just sleepwalking...Scariest shit ever
Story 4 made me laugh so hard, I almost choked on my watermelon.
The giant only ate the village goats not children. I listened to that story on reading rainbow as a kid. It's not scary, the kiddo just got confused. 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
My nephew told his mom about the fat old woman in the house who couldn't get outside during a house fire because she didn't fit through the door.
I told her he probably made the story to make sense of something he saw on television.
His dad probably watched Gilbert Grape with him lol
I imagine the stuff me and my siblings said as kids made my parents regret having kids. We all said there was someone in my sister’s bedroom on several occasions. I remember running out panicking because someone was being mean to me while I was trying to play with mini trucks. It was just me and my mom home, so it wasn’t just my siblings being mean and picking on the youngest. Plus, a couple of times I freaked out, yelling that someone was grabbing me. On multiple occasions, my siblings said something touched them or that they could see someone. When I’d have to go in the backyard by myself, I was always terrified and told my parents, 'There’s someone behind that tree, he’s always watching us.' And that tree was right in front of that bedroom window. It freaked my mom out big time because I generally had no sense of fear or danger and liked exploring and running off by myself. I was the type of kid you had to hold their hand so they wouldn’t run off and would socialize with strangers. I don’t know if my parents remember that stuff, but I still remember the fear I felt when I said that stuff. My brother takes the cake for the scariest stuff said, randomly saying, 'He said to hurt you.'
I don’t really believe in paranormal stuff, but I wouldn’t be surprised if they find something in that house. Also don’t really want to research it because if there were any deaths or stuff relating to that house, I’d like to be unaware and just put it down to dumb kids being dumb kids.
From the time I was born until I was about 4 yo I lived in a building with no other kids, so I didn’t have friends. When we moved into a house I made some friends. One day my mom heard me talking in the living room. I was alone so she popped in to see. I was watching tv, waving my arms all around saying “Go away! I have real friends now, I don’t need you anymore.” Another time around the same period I went to mom “Mom, who’s Michelle?” She was shocked. “Well, Michelle was my sister and she went to be with Jesus a long time ago.” And little creepy me to reply “Ok, that’s what she told me.” I turned around and went back to play. Michelle was 15 when she died of leukaemia around 1962, my mom was 5. And Michelle was a taboo topic in the family, so I could not have heard it from a family member.
Now we know reincarnation is real, great.
That ain’t sarcasm btw.
Yep I see him when my mom isn't around
My nephew was about 3 or 4 and we were alone in the house. While playing, he suddenly turned his head to the kitchen and began to walk towards there. I asked him where was he going and he just said 'auntie is crying' (he said the name of my other sister) and no, she was not there. no one was there. He again said his auntie was crying and asked me why was she crying. I was so crept out, I took him outside and play in the lawn until his parents came back a while later 😂
Haha my kid was like, "I want you to take this into the ground with you" and hands me something he made for me. Lately, he's telling me what he wants to take with him into the ground.
My toddlers favorite game from 2.5yo to 3.5yo was zombies…. And it was her whole pre-school class, walking around groaning arms forward, occasionally nibbling on eachother… dunno which one got it started, but very creepy, but kinda cute.
I wasn’t a kid but when I was 21 I at some point randomly saw my maternal grandpa come over to me and tell me that he has to go for now and to take care of myself and he will see me again soon one day. And I woke up crying and a few minutes later my mom walked into my room and told me my grandpa just died minutes ago and hugged me.
I barely remember if at all also, but I kept telling my grandma that I saw a thin man in brown pants and a specific outfit in the corner of my room or floating by the ceiling and she later showed me pictures and without saying who he was I pointed at the guy and said “that’s the man in my room” it turns out to be my grandma’s grandpa and I described the exact outfit he died in perfectly.
From how I understand it… young children still vibrate on a higher frequency/ dimensional level than adults. Once we settle into the 3 and 4 dimensional frequencies more we lose our higher sensitivity and past life memories.
For all the ✨active✨ women, here’s your reminder for your birth control
Not my kid but my buddies daughter, she drew a picture of an empty rowboat on a river and showed it to me, I asked "wheres the guy, how did the boat get in the middle of the river without someone to row it?", she just looked at me, smiled and said "oh, he drowned."
Breh...🙀
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My mom says I used to talk to ‘the people in the corner’ or ‘the man in the corner’(I can’t remember which it was) lol
I also have another story where when I was really young, my mom would take me and my siblings to this place place and I used to cry about the person in the corner of the bathroom while my mom would change my diaper. When my mom asked about staff about what the building was before, they said it was a funeral home\morge
*play place
when i was 2 or 3 years old, i was with my parents in the car. the traffic was really slow, and they didn't know what happened. suddenly, i started talking to someone in the window
they wouldn't think it was strange because i'd usually talk to strangers, saying "hi" or things like that. i was a pretty friendly child. the thing is, there was no car next my window, i was basically talking to myself. after a while, the cars started moving and we found out what happened: an accident, and apparently, the driver died. after we passed the ambulance, i stopped talking to whoever was next to my window and acted like nothing happened 😃
i wonder if i really saw a ghost that day
When I was a kid apparently I didn’t talk or even babble until I was like 20 months old, until one day my mom left me on the counter and then forgot about that and went to the living room when she heard me say, in perfect English “ hey mom, I don’t want to be up on the counter anymore” my mom jokes it’s because I’m a perfectionist and that’s why I don’t talk until I was completely ready.
As a very young child I had a dream/hallucination of a lobster in my crib. This may have been influenced by the lobster tanks they used to have at a nearby store.
I just had a moment like this with my cousin's toddler that's almost 3. I was in the kitchen making myself something to eat with her dancing and talking around my feet. But all of a sudden she started hugging my leg clearly afraid. I told her to go to her grandma to comfort her but she absolutely wouldn't budge. I finally stopped what I was making and asked her what was wrong and she pointed out of the kitchen but nothing was there. She eventually started to cry so I had to pick her up and take her to her grandma. Freaked me out a little lol
I guess the creepiest thing I can think of is the time I told my parents I saw/met Slenderman. I was like 8 or 9 at the time and was really into the whole creepypasta fanbase, and at that age I really liked to believe the characters were real. One day, the news started talking about Slenderman, and me and my family were sitting in the living room. I shouted that, "I know him, I see him, hes my friend'! And yeah, that freaked my parents out for minute 😅😂.
if we choose to take all of these stories at face value, I wonder how ghosts and reincarnation co-exist. we should go ask a random kid about it, maybe they'll know?
My son, who will be 8 soon, was telling me a story.
"Hey mom, did you know that waaaay back, a long time ago, in ancient times, back in the 80's..."
"Little boy you better be talking about the 1880's!"
He was NOT talking about the 1880's.
"Son, I was born in 1980."
"Oh, wow....hey mom? You're OLD!"
Don't I know it bud. That booger. A lot of people did think he was my grandson for a bit after he was born. I've had grey hair since I was 16, I'm 44 now. Started with a streak of grey, now I have a streak of brown.
From 3-7 my brother would only sleep in a playpen and only if we covered it completely with blankets because he said he "doesnt like when the people stand over him and watch him sleep every night." In that house all my siblings said creepy ass shit about seeing people. Despite being 7 years older than my brother, and pretty rational, i refused to sleep alone cuz whenever i got in bed to sleep, o would here footsteps rush to my bed, and then hear someone breathing in my face. Whole family slept in one bedroom cuz of it all
My younger sisters and I were all really sick with pneumonia. We had raging fevers, but mine was the highest at 103°. We had just been discharged and were in our shared room sleeping when my youngest sisters woke up screaming. It scared me and the middle one, so we asked them what was going on. They both had the SAME dream about a witch that lives in the closet. It was scary bc my middle sister and I were laying side by side, and we were just whispering to each other about the weird fever dreams we had just had. We had all had the same weird fever dream and years later my sisters will still bring up that she would visit when they're feverish and tries to lure them into the closet. They know it's just a hallucination but the details were the same down to her wet curly hair. Freaky.
My mom says that when I was little, I wake up at night afraid. When she asked me why I was afraid, I’d point at the ceiling and say cow. Apparently I was afraid of a cow on the ceiling?
I don’t remember the details, maybe I’ll ask her.
My sister once pointed at a picture of my grandfather and claimed she knew him and that they played together in the backyard. I found it sweet instead of creepy. I suppose it was nice to think he still visits
When I was 6 or so, my older brother was watching The Mummy on VHS (not me though, the tongue cutting scene was too much for me). I overheard the phrase "death is only the beginning" and it stuck in my little kid brain for a while. We went to my grandpa's house, and for some reason, I felt compelled to write it on a napkin and just left it on his kitchen table. Why? Idk. Kids are weird. My grandpa didn't know I wrote it, so he assumed someone broke into his house and was threatening to kill him. So he stayed up all night with his shotgun ready to fuck up some intruder. Not long after, my mom asked me about it and I just smiled and said it was me. I didn't get in trouble, but I felt bad that I made my grandpa fear for his life.
It's been said several times that kids have no concept of age, but I was pretty aware of it by the time I was six. I put together that people who were close to my grandma's age were old. They moved differently, looked wrinkly. The Golden Girls were old. Mom and Dad weren't old. They were in their thirties. I wasn't good at numbers but could see a big difference. I was pretty morbid and knew that the really old people were the ones closer to death. But I still fixated at times on my parents' eventual mortality. I didn't say much about it more than once or twice I think, but I knew they would, long from then, be like Grandma. Once, at around five or six, I found a fake yellow rose at home and cried, telling Mom I'd put it on her grave one day. I knew it would be a long, long time from then, but somehow I knew, it wouldn't be long enough.
I'm 25+ but I remember when I was 9 or 10 (my lil bro was just born) I heard my mom call for me. This was nothing out of the ordinary as she was often breastfeeding my infant brother and would sometimes ask me to bring her water, a hot water bottle or something to eat. I excused myself as my friend was in my room and we were playing and went to my mom's room. I asked if she called. She said no. I said I heard someone call my name. She said she didn't and asked what the voice sounded like. I explained as best as I could and my mom said it might have been my grandma who died when I was 2. I was spooked and went back to my room.
2 or so years later, I saw a shadow like figure sit on my bed. It was late in the evening and I scaredly asked it to go away and went to sleep, pulling the blanket over my head.
I've always believed in ghosts tho and had more such instances that could only be explained as ghosts. But I still think about that time my grandma called my name. I wonder what she was trying to say.
Edit: i remember one story from my aunt L. My mom told me that when my grandma was pregnant with aunt L, she and a friend were talking about how to get a ring of if its stuck on your finger. My grandma had swolen fingers due to pregnancy. A few years later, my aunt L is 5 and overhears my grandma (her mom) talking to another friend who asks how to get a ring of her finger. Aunt L walks over and say "oh, you use green soap. It will slip right off". The adult lady laughs a little and asks how she knows that. My aunt L looked her right in the eyes and said "oh i heard mommy say that when i was in her belly". My mom was ten or so at the time and says everyone was a bit quiet after that. There was no way the girl couldve known. My grandma never had such a conversation before. Neither did my mom ever talk about green soap and rings. Aunt L was too young to read adult books.
I used to help out my friends family with their daycare. There was one girl around three come sit on the couch with me. She turns to me and says that her grandma died. Me: “Oh! I’m sure she’s an angel in heaven watching over you”. Her: “I don’t believe in heaven”. I was struggled for words after that.
I was really young at this time and I do believe in paranormal stuff and everything but I chalk this up to my childhood imagination but when I was little I was in my parents room(shared a room for lack of free rooms) playing with some stuffed animals and I had lion stuffie that I absolutely loved and I remember thinking of toy story and telling it to “roar” and according to me I actually heard it roar and I remember running into the kitchen where all the adults were making dinner and screaming about it. I wish I still had it but I think I made them get rid of it 😭
My aunt told me that while watching my little brother, he started playing with an angel christmas ornament, dancing around with it while saying "I see you, mama! Mama, I see you!"
Our mom died in front of our Christmas tree almost 4 years ago this year....he was only 1 when she passed.
Story 45: I've been there. Hallucinations (from sleep deprivation, in my case) are terrifying. I never told my parents when I'd see/hear stuff, because I knew it was crazy. Of course there wasn't a crowd yelling at me trying to get my attention, or a breath and voice coming from the wall, or a shadow person watching me sleep for 5 months. But it was freaky nonetheless, and the paranoia that comes with not being able to trust your own senses is hellish. I'm sure having a child re-enforcing what's keeping OP up at night only made it worse. Best wishes to them.
I'm the oldest of 5 kids and yeah they all said creepy af stuff usually around 3-4 years old and it almost always revolved around death. My youngest at age 3 was playing quietly with some stuffed animals and she out of nowhere said "I'm going to stab you" and motioned stabbing on one of the stuffed animals.
The funniest things about some of your reactions are "I call BS on this perfectly normal thing". Like, I knew what a volcano was by the age of 3. I saw them all the time in cartoons! And also I knew what lava was because Super Mario had to jump over it all the time! And someone being locked in a freezer and dead is pretty common in a lot of true crime stories. Like, that is the LEAST unbelievable of some of these.
Funny Story: My nephew has always talked in his sleep since he was little.... but one day, while sleeping, he said in a loud voice, "I just wanna be a Barbie." 😂😂😂 we never laughed so hard, true story. He's 6'0ft+ and over 250 lbs..... we still tease him about it.
"Sometimes I want to help people and sometimes I want to watch the world burn from the living room"
She was seven.
She's 19 now and I'm still waiting for her super villain arc.