To ask for stories where a child has creeped you out

[UnlawfulBananaPeeler]

I’ve two instances;
I worked in a nursery and there was a little girl from a place in Africa, she barely spoke any English . Her dad was actually the leader of his tribe back in her home country so she was somewhat deemed a princess of sorts. She had a very demure heir around her for a 3 year old. She was very grownup. She walked up to a colleuge of mine, placed both hands on her stomach, kissed it and said BABIES. And walked away. Turns out she was pregnant with twins, she found out a couple of weeks later.
About 5 months later she walked up to me, places her hand on my stomach and again announced BABIES , and walked away... lo and behold a couple of weeks later..... (not twins though)

And my own LO went through a phase of asking to see her ‘other mummy’ and telling me she was a nice lady 😳

DS couldn't speak til he was about 4 and even when he did he only had a vocab of about 20 words.

One day he was looking through old photographs with my Mum and saw a picture of the house that she had grown up in, in another country.

He had never been to the house or even that country before.

He told her that he had lived in that house with her when he was her father, when he lived before. He told her about the cows in the field and the hens in the barn (none of this shown in the photo).

Orange - backs up my view that memories can be inherited.

When my niece was 4, she used to have an imaginary fiend who she spent all the time arguing it and who made her cry, you could see her getting angry and snatching toys from him. He was also a grown man with a distinctive name.

Years later, a client of her father mentioned on passing that his young son was hardly sleeping as he was upset by an imaginary man who shared the same name as my niece’s.

Up until recently my five year old granddaughter would sometimes become quite distressed and say that she wanted to " Go home" even when that's where she was.
When gently questioned she always said she wanted to go back to where she was before she was "here".

Uhohmummy Tbh I can't remember because when the little girl started talking that way I always steered the conversation into the present. I didn't want to feel like I was leading her on in any way. So if for example if we were in the garden looking at the flowers and she said something like 'when we picked flowers when you were my mummy' I would maybe point to one and say 'this pink one is a lovely colour, isn't it?' That sort of thing. I would love to have questioned her though!

Helendee re 'going home'. I feel that quite often and have always had the sense that I will be going home eventually. I love our earth and the people and all the living things here but feel sad that so many people seem to have lost their way and cause so much hurt to each other and damage to the planet that sometimes I can't wait to leave. I tell myself it will be alright in the end - when I get to go back 'home'.

Starbrightlight
I know how you feel as it is exactly the same for me, a sense of longing and not quite belonging is how I feel.

When my 2 DS were about 4 yo I had just put one in the bath. The other came up stairs and said "There's a man downstairs". As we should have been on our own I was a bit freaked out and went down. There was no one there. Ran back up to the bathroom, and I said "Don't worry, no one is there!" The other DS said "There is, you often don't see him, he's here all the time!"I assume this was in their imaginations - never a saw theman but was still spooked by it,

re the little girl, I remember at the beginning before I cottoned on she would sometimes get quite adamant about it. It would go something like this:
girl: 'at the house in the village'
Me: what house?
girl: 'the one with the big stones outside'
Me: I don't know a house with big stones outside
Girl: 'yes you do!'
Me: sorry sweetheart, I don't think I do.
Girl, getting cross: 'The one we used to live in!'
Me, surprised: what house do you mean?
Girl, patient now: 'the one we used to live in when you were my mummy.'
Me, gobsmacked. 'Shall I get us a drink?'

We lived in Angola and when we got there my DS was two. We were walking into town in Luanda when my son pointed to a house and said “that’s where we lived last time with Grandma isn’t it?” I said something vague and kept coming past the house different ways and he said it every time. He described the inside, where he slept, everything. We had never been out of Europe till that point and certainly never anywhere near Luanda, Angola!

Dd as a toddler / preschooler used to describe places and occasionally people as dark or light. Eg why is this building so dark mummy? When it wasn’t dark at all. Why is that lady in darkness mummy? When she wasn’t.

Freaked me right out tbh!

You're all famous. A lazy DM journalists has picked up the thread.

If DM journalists spent half as much time looking for "real" news, as they do sitting on their fat lazy arses trawling these threads for copy, then there might be worth buying a paper to read as we'd actually find out what was happening in the world!

No wonder child abusers/ fraudsters/ politicians get away with so much and for so long - there are no proper journalists to dig the dirt on them anymore.

Just lazy twats who get paid for sod all!

I find it annoying how they published everyone’s screen names. I don’t know why!
I’d rather they hadn’t.
I assume they can’t actually be bothered to compile an article written all by themselves

My now 5 1/2 year old son Dominic said his first word when he was one. He said 'Fire!' We had not lit the fire in our fireplace since he was born, so he could not possibly have seen a fire. Since then he was shouting 'Fire!' again and again pointing in different directions for the next two years.

When he was 3 or 4 he asked while having supper , 'when was I going to die?' I said 'I don't know' and asked 'Why?' He said 'Then you will be a baby again and we will play together'. 'Mmm, do you mean I'll be born again' I asked. 'Yes,' he answered.

On a plane at the age of was 4, Dominic was drawing. He came up with a curious picture showing blue lines coming from a thick branch with a noose at the bottom ends. Yellow shards / lines were drawn all around the nooses, above which was a yellow sun-like circle. I was horrified because the nooses obviously were nooses. A red line joined the nooses with yellow. I asked what they were, he said 'They hung', 'Who?', I asked, 'People,' he said,

'What is this yellow?' I asked. 'It is a shine!' he said. Explaining this he expressed himself in a way as if he felt I was really stupid, that I did not know what 'the shine' was. I asked what the yellow circle and the red line were. He said, again looking into my eyes with a tone of voice as if questioning why he should explain to me such obvious things; he explained the yellow circle was the sun which was connected by a red line from the 'shine'.

@CatkinToadflax My DS is slso autistic, though high functioning and was verbal early (using baby sign at 6 months). He also remembers things from when he was very little. He remembers the house we moved to before he turned 2. He remembers a painting activity we did for his second birthday. He also mentioned our "upside down house" - when he was 10 minths old we rented a bungalow with a very poorly done and drafty loft conversion, so we decided we couldnt spend the Winter nights up there as a bedroom. We changed things round so it was a home office for XH and all slept in the second bedroom which was downstairs.

More creepily was the time he was 5 and described in great detail how he and his entire family were killed in a car accident. He was so sad and certain of things that school called me (He had told his TA) and asked why hadn't I got counselling for him following the loss of his brother. I had to brazen it out a bit and said he must have got confused because his uncle had been killed in a hit and run (true, but in 1975) AND he had been in a minor motorway multi car collision not too long previously and had enjoyed the fuss from police and paramedics at the scene (they'd let him sit in their vehicles and play with the lights and sirens once they'd checked him and decided he was ok to distract him whilst XH and others got checked/gave statements etc.). But because of his undiagnosed at the time ASD, school thought he was weird anyway, so it was quietly dropped.

Anyway, he did tell me as well, and coupled with his description of the car having floorboards and no seatbelts (which was why they died when the car rolled over), his exclamations when he saw certain classic cars that "Oh, that's like the car we used to have/died in!", what older buildings used to be like etc. I kind of believed him, but he stopped talking about it by about 6/7.

Then a couple of weeks ago, now 11, he pipes up, "Remember how I used to talk about my old family and how we died in the car accident? I still remember them. I miss my brother Neil the most, I've not found him again yet but I hope I do. I just don't mention it now because I know it's weird."

Freaked. The. Fuck. Out. All. Over. Again. It's the first time he'd given any specific names.

TittyFahLaEtcetera That is truly amazing. If I had any doubts your post has convinced me.

I find it fascinating that children describe past lives and completely believe that they experienced what they're saying. My son isn't born yet, but if he ever has any of those types of stories, I will be writing them down.

@Sweepouttheashes that's why young children shouldn't be allowed to play with animals unsupervised. How sad.

I haven't got any stories to add but I'm place marking.

@Goth237 i know, I think I had been told not to play with the kittens as my memory is tinged with this feeling of doing something forbidden. Mum felt terrible about it afterwards.

Aaargh.

Love these stories. How do we get it moved to classics?

Sorry guys what is a ‘woo’ - I can’t find what the abbreviation means! I’ve seen it a few times on this super scary thread!

I've always thought woo meant spooky/supernatural, as (not sure how it originated), that's the noise that ghosts are meant to make. I'd be interested to see if it isn't that, what it actually means