Creepy things your children have said...

[Rorymum]

Hi all, just a bit of fun, but have your kids said/seen creepy things?

My daughter has terrified me in the past in the dark at bedtime with "that man behind you" and has now described in great detail a creature that actually has me nervous too...

Is it just my daughter?!?

Guess I'm not sleeping tonight

2DC a couple of years ago (aged 2&4 can't remember exactly how old). They were in the bath one evening and they loved their baths. I just nipped to my bedroom next door to the bathroom for a minute just to grab their towels and get their pjs ready when all of a sudden I heard screaming. I thought that DS had poured water over DDs head or something but when I walked in DD was standing begging me to get her out and looked terrified. I looked at DS and asked what happened and he said "she's scared of that man out their (pointed to the window).. he does look really scarey" I looked out at the window and there wasn't anything there. It was really dark out there because it was wintertime. There is no way what so ever that anyone can have gotten up there as the kitchen comes out from underneath the window and it's a complete glass roof. I was left very shaken and now to this day I don't dare look out that window at night

After a discussion asking him to name everybody in the room, My 2 yo son pointed to a corner and said Grandma is there.

She had died a few weeks before.

Ps. At he wasn't at the funeral or knew she had passed.

Just yesterday, I was putting DS 20months to bed and as we entered his room he said Hello nanny (what he called my DM)
I said your nanna (what he calls DH mum) is at her house. He said not nan a, nanny. Then waved in to the corner of the room. My DM passed away about 8 weeks ago

Mine aren't the sort of DC who'd see anything because they're too noisy to hear anything but their own voices. Creepy, though, that so many children see and hear things adults don't.

DS1 did shout downstairs to me once that he thought he might have killed DS2. I sprinted up the stairs three at a time to find DS2 wrapped up in DS1's bedroom rug, playing dead and trying not to giggle. I went fucking nuts at the two of them for what felt like about 6 months afterwards. I still get heart flutters when I think of the horror flying about my veins that day and the DC still talk about "the day Mummy went purple".

Aw @Youvegotafriendinme that must have brought you some comfort.. sorry about your recent loss xx

@Rorymum Thanks so much for starting this thread, love logging into see any updates, it's my favourite thread on here since joining mums net after having my first DD x

When my daughter was about 10 I picked her up from school one day and the first thing she said was "I've got this really weird feeling that Tess (my Dad's dog) died today". She was correct.

I remember my mum telling me a story like this about my sister once...

DSis must have been about 2 or 3 and one day she went to the front window and was just staring out into the street. When DM asked her why, she said that she was waiting for Sandra (DM's friend). DM told her that Sandra wasn't visiting that day, but DSis still stood at the window.

10 minutes later, Sandra popped round totally unexpectedly

We visited an old hall of a stately home, my DS ran ahead he was about 3, he suddenly came running back towards us very excitedly telling us about men in hats dancing in the next room. We walked through expecting to find another part to the exhibition, it was in fact a vacant banqueting hall. Afterwards he described the people as wearing pointy hats in colourful costumes, his descriptions were very detailed of what sounded like court jesters! The hall staff did confirm similar sightings!

I’ll add another. Same child who has the imaginary friends Anna and Eleanor. When she was about 12 months we were staying at my PIL’s home for a few weeks. My daughter was set up in a cot in a room my husband’s aunt had stayed in for a few years before her death. She was a very lovely and loving aunt to my husband; like a second mother.

My daughter still nursed and didn’t sleep great so I was in there nursing her back to sleep 3-4 times a night. Without fail several times a night my DD would pop off my breast while I was nursing her turn her head around and wave and smile/giggle to something behind her. This was the only period in the 18 months I nursed her that she ever did anything like that and it only happened in this bedroom.

It made me a little nervous to say the least! But my daughter seemed happy and if it was some sort spirit of his aunt she was the kindest woman in life...so I’m guessing a very friendly ghost! 😂

Not my DS but my cousin when she was around 3. They lived in another country, she was waving out the window - my auntie asked who she was waving at. Nanny - she said; “nanny is wearing a blue dress and is waving at me”.
She had never met my nan who had died before she was born. Nan was buried in her favourite blue dress.

I must run in the family however as her mum has form for this.

The first time I was pregnant 3 years ago before anyone except me and my DH parents knew my DM got a phone call from my this auntie.
She said, "Is Water pregnant? Mum (my nan) has come to me in a dream and said Water is pregnant and is going to be ill, you must look after her"
This was the third time she had had the dream that week and said she had to ask my mum as it was the only way that she thought the dream would stop.
My nan had been dead for about 15 years.
As it was early days (about 7 weeks) and I was very ill (but nobody knew) DM said no. The next day I was taken into hospital (all was fine I now have a DS)
Now, I am about 7 weeks pregnant again, again nobody except mine and DP's parents know.
What text do I get last night from DM?
"Your Auntie has been having those dream about you again, she text me yesterday asking if you were pregnant again"
My first pregnancy came after 4 years of trying, no one knew we were trying this time.
I live about 300 miles from my aunty and only see her about 4 times a year.

Some lovely and some spooky stories on here.

Takfufimoto, did you ever look in the cemetery to see if there was a Gracie and Anne buried there?

I was the creepy child. My mum has quite a few stories about things I came out with as a toddler.

Aged around 3, I told my mum that I’d heard the grim footsteps of death slowly walking up the garden path . And when about 2, I used to say that there was old man sat on my bed. When asked about him, I used to say it was Grandpop. My dad’s father had died the year before I was born.

Children are so funny aren’t they?!
I’ve got loads of stories as a nursery nurse and now childminder.

One of the most distinct was a little girl throwing a ball into the corner of the room and I asked her why don’t you come and play over here and she said no I’m playing with the little sad boy, it’s cheering him up. Needless to say there was no boy in the corner

I’ve also had children talk to me about how they used to do things- almost as if they were referring to a past life, for example a little boy I looked after last year would say “when I was a big clown I would run in the fields at night and jump out at the cars on the lane with my big knife” that one worried me!

Mine is a bit boring compared to some of the others here but I'll tell it anyway. Ds who was around 2 at the time was on my lap in bed. We were playing and chatting when suddenly he looked at something in the corner, gasped and hid under the blanket. I turned my head, nothing there, a few seconds later ds popped his head up pointed and said "gone" and carried on as normal.

The story I had started with was my daughter's vivid description of a "monster's foot". It's really upset her and she says it's grey, not a person's foot but like a chicken's and it was in the bathroom and walked away without a body. I can't begin to imagine what has gone through her little mind...it seems quite vanilla compared with some of these stories now though...i'm really enjoying this thread! Although it's creepy there's something really comforting about it.

Very nearly 4 year old tells anyone who will listen about her dead siblings. She's an only child and we, thank God, have not lost any children. I've tried explaining it's a terrible thing to say but she keeps doing it

I had a miscarriage when my DS was 3, I hadn't told anyone about it so was never discussed for him to pick up on anything at all. For a few weeks afterwards, he was getting upset in the night about the baby that was apparently in his room. Found it very strange that it started happening most nights following the miscarriage!

When my son was 2.5 he started saying he wanted to go to his other home and his other mummy and got upset when I said I was his mummy and he was in his home. He’s talked about a past life in great detail and very emotionally since. He’s 8 now and still mentions his other family before this one! It’s very freaky because I can tell he believes it!

We lived in a very big old house which we were house sitting until it was sold. The rooms were very big and my daughter, age 3 slept in an adjoining room to ours. One morning I got up, popped my head in her room and saw she was still asleep so went to make a cup of tea.
I heard her chatting a bit later so went in to her and she said 'the lady who was by my bed has gone now'.
When we had first moved there, we had used that bedroom as ours and I had woken up one nite to see a figure of an old lady with a shawl bending over the bed. She turned away and disappeared through a locked door we didn't use. I put it down to a weird dream or something.
This made me think tho! The house had been a happy family home in Victorian times then an old folks home.

My youngest was 2 and a half when he started asking where daddy was, sometimes when his dad was right there. I'd reply that daddy was here and he'd always reply "No, I mean daddy Gary!" He'd talk about things his other family owned too. He didn't have imaginary friends or anything, just this previous family.

We stayed in a very old hotel when DS was about 5. We had a family room. Middle of the night DS woke me saying he didn't like the man in the room. I got him back into his bed and laid with because he was really scared, telling him it was just a dream.

Lying there in the dark with my back to the room DS says Mummy that man is right behind you now and I don't like the black thing over his head. I leapt out of bed and ran for the light switch.

That was about 12 years ago and I will never forget it. We stayed 2 more nights there too and DS kept talking about the man in the room.

When putting DD to bed, she once told me "When you close the door, something comes out and wraps around my cot". When asked to describe what this 'something' was, she refused to talk about it any further.

This was a week or so after moving into our new house.

Despite not wanting to talk about it, she didn't seem to be upset at all about this routine, and was quite happy to be put to bed.