How much can you say that you remember from your childhood? Your first day at school? The first time you went on a rollercoaster? Or do you have trouble remembering from your early days at all? Generally, there’s not much we remember from our days as kids, and it’s usually things like pets, holidays, and games we played with our friends.
But bad things often are etched in our minds for the rest of our lives. 15% of Americans, for example, say that they have recovered a traumatic memory from their childhood. Sometimes our brains might block memories because they're so scary and horror-inducing.
In one recent conversation on Threads, one netizen piqued others’ curiosity with their question, “Tell me your creepiest childhood memory that your parents still completely refuse to talk about to this day.” And people didn’t disappoint: they came with tales of the strange, the supernatural, and an occasional laugh.
#61
When I was seven or so my family lived in a very small three bedroom house (one of the rooms my mother rented out for the extra money). There were five of us kids (which is why the extra money was so needed), so personal space was nonexistent. Neither was available sleeping areas. Leaving my brother (10) and I to sleep on the couches in the living room.
One night, I just couldn’t sleep. Which was very unusual, because I could always sleep anytime, anywhere. I kept tossing and the first time i experienced sleep paralysis was when i was a kid. I saw a man walk in my bedroom door, and he leaned over me to tell me someone was gone. I couldnt hear him. I watched him leave my room. The entire time i was wide awake.
One night, I just couldn’t sleep. Which was very unusual, because I could always sleep anytime, anywhere. I kept tossing and the first time i experienced sleep paralysis was when i was a kid. I saw a man walk in my bedroom door, and he leaned over me to tell me someone was gone. I couldnt hear him. I watched him leave my room. The entire time i was wide awake.
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#62
A few years ago my dad was gifted various Native American trinkets. (Paintings, Lamps, jewelry, things to hang on the wall etc) about a week later my brothers family stayed the night. We were all up late talking, drinking, playing board games in the living room. When we hear chanting and drums. We all look at eachother and then to the hallway where the noise was coming from. I shit you not - we see about 6-8 shadows walking from the hallway out the front door.
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#63
If I was playing downstairs in the basement, I would get creeped out at night and run upstairs as a kid. I never said anything to my parents because I was afraid of how they would react and I knew they would dismiss it.
So here later, my mom and I were talking about the basement and she shared that the former owner and his son had a massive argument in his son’s room because his son was gay and came out to his parents.
My parents mostly seal that room off and just used it as storage. My mom was like, I never went in that room. Did you notice I never spent any time in the basement beyond doing laundry or putting groceries away in the pantry? I never liked the feel of it.
Once my parents remodeled the basement when I was in high school, everything shifted in the feeling totally went away.
So here later, my mom and I were talking about the basement and she shared that the former owner and his son had a massive argument in his son’s room because his son was gay and came out to his parents.
My parents mostly seal that room off and just used it as storage. My mom was like, I never went in that room. Did you notice I never spent any time in the basement beyond doing laundry or putting groceries away in the pantry? I never liked the feel of it.
Once my parents remodeled the basement when I was in high school, everything shifted in the feeling totally went away.
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#64
I had a stuffed dog named puddles that I took everywhere with me. Its legs were weak/limp so it could not stand up on its own. Middle of the night I wake up and I look down from my top bunk and it’s standing up on its legs looking at me. I screamed and it fell over. And I NEVER saw that stuffed dog again to this day no one know what happened to it.
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#65
I stayed with my uncle for a couple months I slept in his garage on a couch. One night i astral projected when I came back I got stuck in that sleep paralysis state and saw a women standing in the corner of the garage. I could see her there even though it was dark because I had fallen asleep with the tv on. Well I got out of it eventually. Couple days later my uncle tells me a lady had passed away in there.
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#66
When I was younger I house sat for a ministers family from church. I showed up to take care of their house and when I got to the front door this really weird energy came over me. It felt cold and heavy. I go in and I walk around feeding their fish and whatever they needed me to do. I walk down the hall past one of the kids room and on the way back the door is closed and the light is on. I was like umm hello? The air was tense. The light turned off. I open the door and no one was there.
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