50 Unnervingly Creepy Things Kids Have Done That Could Have Been In A Horror Movie

When my nephew was a toddler, my brother would rock him to sleep in a rocking chair. I was in the kitchen and saw this, nbd. But when I got closer, they were both completely frozen with their eyes wide open. My brother can sleep with his eyes open, and his son inherited the trait. They were just sitting there completely still like mannequins with glassy eyes. My brother was snoring a bit. It was f*****g terrifying 😆.

Not creepy exactly BUT...at 7 weeks pregnant I was eating my dinner when my 3.5 year old said to my partner 'Mummys having a baby'...He said 'Yes..I know'. She smiled and said 'Actually, she's having TWO babies'. She would kiss my tummy 'Night night Baby 1...Night night Baby 2...right throughout. Her twin sisters were born the following year 😳💜💜.

When I was really little, my mom asked where my imaginary friend Sarah (who I frequently mentioned had a broken arm from a car accident) lived, and I took my mom to the cemetery down the road. I took her to the grave of a little girl named Sarah, who died in a car accident. I couldn't read yet and there was no way for me to know how that specific person died.

First kid played with JJ his imaginary friend. Second kid my oldest girl had NeeNee.

One day we were talking about JJ and my son now 6 or 7 laughed and he discribed a dark skinned boy with a big smile.

My then 3 year old daughter said her friend was NeeNee. When we asked her to describe how NeeNee looked she thought about it and then went to the entertainment center and pointed. She said "she's in there."

Reluctantly, we opened the door and there was a small box. It had OLD pictures in it. As we were going through these old black and whites I'm not sure I'd ever even seen she said "there's NeeNee."

It was a picture of my mom as a little little girl. She had died about 6 months before my oldest son was born.

We're all spooked but we look over and my son is white as a sheet with tears in his eyes and he's shaking. With tears in my eyes I asked whats wrong. Shakily he holds out a picture and says "This is JJ."

I'm trembling as I take it.

The back reads John John 1952 and as I turn it over I realize it's a picture of my father that died when I was 12.

The oldest picture I remember seeing of my dad before that he was 12. I never even knew what he looked like at that age but there he was in black and white with this big goofy grin.

I was a summer camp director for a few years before Covid made the camp go out of business. I ran the programming for the older kids & teens, my peer ran the programming for the younger kids. Youngest we had were 6.

We had a policy that the campers who got three warnings in a day were sent to us (kinda like going to the principals office), where we would get to the bottom of the situation and the appropriate discipline. It’s not uncommon to have repeat offenders in the office, and it was real hard to surprise us after several summers of 150 campers a week all summer.

Until year 3. Enter a six year old, blonde boy who looked like he was pulled straight out of a Gap kids photo shoot. He’s in the office day one, like 3 hours into camp for hitting another camper with a kayak paddle and purposefully knocking another off their paddleboard. Same kid, same day, in the office again til pick up time for throwing ALL of his group’s boys socks into the pool, and hiding everyone’s shoes behind the toilets. Tuesday he pestered a girl until she threw up from anxiety. By Wednesday afternoon we get a frantic call from the lead counselor, a seasoned vet on year 4 of working for us, threatening that if we did not remove this child from her group immediately that she would quit that instant. The boy tried to drown another student in the pool and the lifeguard had to physically haul him off the other kid. The kids had no previous beef.

I’ll never forget sitting in that office with my codirector, listening to this tiny psychopath calmly explaining that he did it to “see what would happen, and if they made the same face as my sister when I squeeze her neck at home.” He then calmly explained how he hated his sisters and that he would bite them to make them listen to him. We called the parents and CPS and dad came in only an hour later, with said baby sisters in tow. One was 3.5 ish, and cowered behind dad when she saw her brother, and the other was a 10 month old BABY. In conversation with the dad, we found out, to all 3 of our horror, that the baby and sister both had bite marks on their thighs and backs and that the boy was already in anger management therapy… or so dad thought. The boy just looked at his dad and said “no, mommy just takes me to the park instead”

Long story short, mom came in at the normal pick up time, I witnessed the breakup of a marriage because the mom knew about the bite marks but never said anything and brushed off EVERYTHING we said, including all the video evidence from the pool deck and camp spaces as “targeting her son” and “he would never”, to which the dad said “this is the last straw Vivian, I’m filing for divorce”. CPS case was filed, we turned over evidence, they interviewed the counselors involved, it was a whole thing. First and last time a 6 year old was kicked out of camp and blacklisted forever. I’ll never forget those absolutely dead, ice blue eyes.

Around four or five months ago, at like 3:00am I was awoken by a very weird growling sound. Disoriented and in the dark I started to come to and for the life of me couldn’t figure out what the sound was. I had fallen asleep on the couch in the living room which added to my confusion. I was thinking maybe the cat had caught something, but really had no idea.

As my vision started to come around, this three foot grotesque looking shadow thing starts to appear a few feet in front of me. Just standing there growling. Creepy. Even though in reality it only took me a few seconds to figure out what was going out, I imagine my appearance would have been that of someone who was visibly shaken.

It was my son. My three year old son had snuck out of bed at three in the morning, found his hulk mask in the dark, and decided to go find daddy to play superheroes. I guess his idea of playing was to do a hulk growl two feet from my sleeping face until I woke up in a panic.

He ended up doing the same thing to my wife a few weeks later which, to me, was way more hilarious.

This happened recently.

I teach kinder, and one of my girls had been telling us all about how her mom was pregnant and she was going to have a baby brother. Daily updates, to the point I mentioned it to her mom and we had a good laugh at how cute it all was.

The Monday after Thanksgiving break, my girl tells me "my baby brother stopped breathing." .

I called home to check on things (at this point, I was invested) and the mom just laughed it off, said she and the baby were fine, but she would talk to the girl and make sure she was OK.

Wednesday, the girl was absent, the first time she had missed all year. I wasn't real worried and didn't really think about it until she was absent the next day. I called home but didn't get an answer. The girl comes back on Friday and tells me she is staying with her aunt because mom was in the hospital.

Mom had a miscarriage.

When my son was like 3 he was staring at the end of the couch ...I mean really staring. I asked him what he was looking at and he said "The people at the end of the couch." Oooooook. A couple of minutes later I saw him crane his neck over the couch and then his eyes followed around up the stairs. I said "what are you looking at?" And he said "They went upstairs." I didn't go upstairs for a WHILE that day lol.

My son happily told me “when you die, worms will eat your face and I can finally get a cat. Then I’ll let the cat eat the rest of you”. 

Thanks, kid. You’re so generous.

Many years ago my then boyfriend came home from work looking absolutely stricken. His face was visibly pale. I worriedly asked him what's the matter, and he responded "there's a little girl just outside here who stopped me and offered me sex for 50p". I asked him "are you being serious?" And he said he was. I then went to the window where I could indeed see a lone little girl wandering around, I asked my partner if that's her and he confirmed it was. She couldn't have been older than 8, 9 at most. I called the police to let them know what she'd said to my partner and urged them to come, as she was all by herself and hugely at risk, especially when she was approaching men who were also alone. Whilst she was in sight I was able to give a pretty accurate description of her.

It wasn't so much creepy, it was more distressing and extremely concerning. My boyfriend looked like he had seen a ghost when he walked into my flat and I wonder how many other men prior to my boyfriend she'd also left feeling utterly shaken after the encounter. I just kinda hope I wasn't the only person who thought to call the police as that stuff shouldn't be ignored.

My mom used to work as an X-Ray & MRI technician. She retired a few years ago.
One of her patients was a 6-months old baby girl that was severly burned. Her older brother - an almost 3 year old, was so jealous of her that he set the stroller on fire, while she was inside.

My coworkers nephew came up to us and said “ i wish cats took over”.

One the greatest interactions of my life happened in an elevator. I had the car to myself, going up. The elevator stops and this guy and his daughter get in and press the button for their floor.

As the door closes and the impulse of motion is felt, the daughter, probably around 10 years old, rips an absolute buzzsaw of a fart. I can't help but turn my head and, as our gazes meet, she tells me matter of factly "you farted".

ding. Door opens and they walk out, leaving me in this gas chamber of gas lighting, thinking maybe I really did fart.

“Go back to sleep, there isn’t anything under your bed”.

“Hes behind you now”.

Still haven’t gotten over that one and shiver at the memory.

I was tucking in my two year old. He said “Good bye mom.” I said, “No, we say good night.” He said “I know. But this time its good bye.”

Had to check on him a few times to make sure he was still there.

A cpl yrs ago I was sitting outside & witnessed a boy about 5-6 yrs old pushing a toddler, (his sister?) maybe 18 mos, in a stroller past my house. I looked for an adult but didn’t see one. I live on a corner, and just as they passed me, I heard the boy say “well, this is probably gonna hurt a lot!” and he took off running twd the 4 way intersection & just LAUNCHED that stroller with the baby in it out into the intersection! Somehow no cars were passing but it was obvi his hope that they would be. I followed them home & told a woman what I’d seen & heard but she seemed unconcerned. I saw that kid wandering the street not long after carrying an actual axe.

When my mom was pregnant, my 8yo cousin who is autistic would always put her head on my mom’s stomach to “listen to the baby”. One time she did this and gasped and said “The baby is gone..”. A week later at my moms first appointment for the baby, she found out that she had had a miscarriage that previous week 😕

And for an added bonus to that, my mom got pregnant again a couple months after. My cousin did the same thing and my mom would always ask if she could hear the baby(it’s always been a yes so far). One time my cousin told her that “It’s gonna be a healthy baby boy!” Lo and behold, two months later at the gender reveal, we find out that it is in fact a baby boy.

I was having dinner at a friend’s place and we heard her 4 year old daughter talking to herself. We searched for her and found her in my friend’s bedroom looking up at the curtain rod saying “hello man, why are you up there?” Her daughter kept talking to the curtain until her mom asked her what she was doing and she replied “just talking to the man.” We also noticed that her annoying dachshund that follows us everywhere was standing behind us with her tail between her legs and refused to enter the room.

I went to a friends house the day after my grandma died to collect a few things,one of their brothers around 7 years old sat next to me and whispered in my ear”i hope your gonna die like your grandma on the floor” and started laughing.I had to exit out of that room.All i felt was confusion,disgust and unable to believe that a kid that young could say something so horribly evil 💀💀.

When my son was 8 years old, our dog passed away and we told him that everyone gets old and eventually dies and that our dog “went to see Jesus” and that heaven was a wonderful place. The next day we were at a restaurant and he walked up to a random old guy, patted him on the back and said “you’re going to see Jesus real soon” with a big smile on his face a genuine excitement. I still wonder if that guy thought my kid was psychic.