To ask - what's the creepiest thing your child has ever said?

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Just this!

My great-aunt told me this about her cousin (another great-aunt of mine, I suppose). It must have happened around 1950.

Her husband was in the navy, so mostly away. She had a flat in a big old Victorian house (sorry that's a cliche, but it's what my aunt said). One day she got home, with her toddler, who was in a pram. She opened the front door, then turned round to pull the pram up the front steps. The child looked past her and said "Who's that lady at the top of the stairs?"

There was no-one there. But she later learnt a woman had committed suicide in that house.

3 y old dd told her dad today, when I went for a walk this afternoon. is mommy going away for years? But then the ghost is gonna get me!

DH used to see an imaginary creature called Mr Crow when he was a preschooler. It was a tall "man" with bird legs, a suit jacket, and a crow head. It would stand behind the door when he went to leave rooms and cock its head and smile at him. If he had to go to the loo upstairs on his own it would always be stood on the landing, waiting, and then starting to walk after him......

I wonder if your DH had seen a picture of a Plague doctor costume somewhere?

What if a soul keeps choosing a mother then finding itself miscarried or aborted?

After my first mc a friend told me there was a belief in among her Irish relatives that some souls just weren't ready to be born, so they picked someone strong enough to take them for the part of the journey that they needed to go on. I'd been really struggling with my loss but I found this helped me lots. I had three further mcs and always reminded myself of this. It also comforted me to know that I was strong enough to bear it, too.

Reading this thread with fascination, so many creepy tales!

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It's a penguin but similar idea!

Dd used to be a very creepy toddler. She used to talk about places being 'dark and foggy' and wouldn't go near them. Eg a random house/ a church we live near etc.

Some great stories on here... keep them coming!

My dd(3) a while back. She kept turning around and in a very angry voice saying "not now! I said not now!" I asked her who she was talking to and why she was so cross and she told me it was the man who looked like daddy, but wasn't daddy who kept laughing in the night and waking her up. Freaky.

She also repeatedly tells me about her old house. It was a gold house apparently with a patio. We have always lived in a flat, never even a house, and to be honest I don't know where she has learnt about a patio. Apparently someone took her gold house away and it made her sad. The way she talks about it is so real and I have asked if it was a dream, but she says no, it was real, her real gold house.

when DS was little, he didn't speak much as it was just jumbled words (he has autism). One day we were at the centre where he was having assessments, there was a little yard behind the waiting room, he was looking out of the window and said (in a sentence...) 'there's a little girl out there...she has red dripping down her face, she's sad and she's called alice' then every other time we went to the assessment centre he kept saying 'sad alice' he talked about her at home too :\

We were on holiday and my 2.5 year old son was asleep in a travel cot. Went to get him out in the morning and there was a small hole in the netting. I said how did that hole get there and he said the man did it, the one under the bed. I said there's no man under the bed. He said... not now but there was!

Fascinating thread! It makes me feel sad thinking about all these sad/hurt children ghosts though:(

DD at a time 25months talked about another time when she was grown up and had adult children. She had a son called Michael who fought with his father and was killed.
Another time (same as above?) when she was a little girl she was called Susan and lived with her grandmother.
I was not the mother she chose but ( giving me a sudden hug) she loved me anyway.
The hair used to rise on the back of my neck and I instinctively felt I ought not to question her further. She just stopped talking about her former "lives" or "life" after a few months and never referred to it again but did seem to have precognition.

I can remember remembering stuff (if that makes sense) - I know when I was around 5 or 6 I could remember most of my life up to that point because I used to write about things that had really happened when I was a baby and toddler.

Now I can't remember those things at all, only the memory of having lost them.

Steam trains - how interesting! I have seen those of course but never made that connection. It is possible as they lived in York which has the Castle Museum with a display of those - assuming it was there in the 80s..... thanks!

DS2 had this habit of talking in his sleep. We never ever worked out what he was actually saying, but it sounded like tongues. It wasn't the calmest thing to hear in the pitch black at 2am walking across the landing to go for a pee.

I never personally knew anyone else who had their toddler talk about a previous life though I later read a couple of books about it. I didn't dream it was so prevalent and am amazed at the number of examples described on a single forum such as this. The odd occurrence might be explained but not cases where very young children talk about things way outside their knowledge and experience.
Does anybody know of any recent literature on the subject?

There was definitely a book out on this subject fairly recently, wasn't there.... can't remember details but I think there may have been a link with a tv program so I bet if you go on amazon and type in "the ghost inside my child" you'll find it

My son is still quite little and isn't speaking yet, but when I was younger, maybe about 6ish, I remember playing games with my dad and he walked into the wall in our sitting room and disappeared.

My dad is still alive and I remember not being freaked out by it. Just thought 'oh that was strange' and toddled off.

Can't explain that one!

The 2 names we chose for DS (first and middle name) are the name of my mum's brother who died before she was born.
I only found this out after DS was born. They are quite uncommon names.

Same DS when he was about 4 said grandads shoes were by his toybox every morning. Grandad died before DS was born.......

Babysitting my friend's DS, he would have been about 4/5. In his room, about to read him his bedroom story.

Him: "Your hat's silly."
Me: "I'm not wearing a hat."
Him: "Not you, silly. The lady."
Me: "What lady?"
Him: "The old lady."
Me: "What old lady?"
Him: "The one behind you. With the BIG axe."

Great, thanks for that. Wish I'd never asked.

Mentioned it to my friend when she and her DH came home...apparently he'd been talking about her for weeks. Especially the axe part.

*bedtime story

I am a diamond and I'm going to kill you.

Dd1, was 3 or 4 at the time.

I had a mc a few months before becoming pregnant with DD, I had a dream that DD and my other 'daughter' were running about playing.
In my dream I couldn't work out how I could have 2 daughters only 4 months apart in age. It was about a week later that I thought of the mc and put 2+2 together.
DD (3) recently went through a phase of mentioning her 'sister' shortly after my dream.
Only myself and my partner knew of the miscarriage and it was too early to know what sex.

Loving these posts!

When my Dd was 4 she said to me that she had lived in Africa "before" so I told her she had never been their, she said "yes I have and I lived in a hut tent and there were no roads just dusty paths and I had no shoes to wear and sometimes I would ride on elephants!".. told my Dm and she told me that weirdly my sister was adamant as a child that she had rode on Elephants too, even though she hadn't ..so maybe they were together which makes me feel a bit easier about it all, but it did creep me out because she was so sure it wasn't a dream!
My oldest daughter when she was almost 3 would comment on an old man standing in the hall near her bedroom at night, that he was nice and she liked him, then all of a sudden after a few weeks of this she got upset and said she didn't like this man anymore because he scares her, she said his name was Henry! ( no one in family with this name!) So I remember shouting at "Henry" to please leave for my daughter's benefit and after that night she never mentioned him again!!