30 Creepy Things Kids Have Said That May Keep You Up At Night

My half brother has a very particular name, his father had an older brother who died at a very young age with the same name, (my brother was named after him) when my brother was 3-4yo he looked straight into his dad eyes and said “daddy do you remember when I was older than you and we played together, then I fall asleep and now I’m younger”.

My little sister used to say “Sometimes at night a man comes into my room and tries to eat me” she would wake up in cold sweats and sleep in my room almost every night. it got so bad we had to take her to a therapist. turns out our step dad used to come in her room at night and touch her. im not sure if this counts as creepy but it was scary to me. she’s currently in trauma therapy and my stepfather is no longer in the picture.

My niece was talking to her imaginary friends in the back of the car. She said it was a boy and girl about her age and they were brother and sister. Then as we came near the end of a road she said this is thier home, can we drop them off here? Myself and my sister were laughing about it until we reached the end of the road and it was a cemetery. She gave a little wave and said goodbye as we passed.

"I'm not scared of the thing under my bed. The thing under the bed is my friend."

On further questioning, the thing under his bed was our border collie, who sometimes naps there.

My four year old daughter says that before she was born she was a ghost, and when she was a ghost she would spy on us because she couldn’t wait to be alive and living with us.

Once my son looked at me and said "oh you're having a baby!" I had just found out I was expecting and hadn't told anyone. I asked him why he said that, and he just shrugged and said "just a feeling".

I miscarried less than a week later and he looked at me randomly and said "oh, no more baby".

The pregnancy, miscarriage etc had never been discussed around or to him. It was so strange.

Unsure if this counts, but here we go haha. When I was 4 I had an imaginary friend, his name was Billy. Sometimes his friend was with him, her name was Lady. Billy went with me everywhere, he had a spot at the table, he was on the swing next to me at the park, slept on the top bunk etc. I was really afraid of milk tankers and would shake and cry whenever I saw one. When I saw an ambulance Id say "Mum Billy died in there" Anyway we moved to a small town to be closer to my grandparents and Mum started doing ancestry, she found an uncle named Billy who died in an ambulance after colliding with a milk tanker. His wife was with him, cant remember her name but her nickname was Lady. Also 2 of their 3 kids were in the car, unfortunately no-one survived. Turns out the small town we just moved to was the town it happened just out of and they died about 15 years before I was born.

When my niece was about 3 she told her mum that she liked her much better than her other mummy because her other mummy was mean... "and one day she held my head under the water for too long..."

Same niece, aged around 6, told me that her creepily named dolls were made of blood and bones and mud but watch out! Don't let them touch you! Because they'll turn you into a doll! I turn away from the dolls and she says to something behind me, "No Ethel, I told you, do not touch her!"

She's the best.

My second daughter always insisted she had an “imaginary friend”. I would hear her genuinely having full conversations. She told me one day as we’re standing in the kitchen that her “friend” was upstairs in her bedroom. Immediately heard small footsteps in the bedroom above us. She said “see?” No one else was home.

We were at a family gathering and my then 4 year old daughter did not want to leave. She kept repeating, “but it’s the last time we will all be together!” (as we had to literally football carry her out while wrangling our other kids).

We were at a beloved Aunts home, who suddenly passed two weeks later. It was indeed the last time we were “all” together. What I wouldn’t give to have listened to my daughter in that moment and stayed longer at my Aunt’s house.

My two year old saw me organizing my basketball cards. He tottered over and said “when I was big, I used to buy those for you.”

My dad bought me those cards, 25 years ago, shortly before he passed away.

Not sure if this counts but when I was 8 I had a new babysitter ( she was a teenager ) and right after my parents left she asked me in this pleasant tone “Alright Unicorn_puppy, where’s the stuff your daddy drinks before he hits your mommy?”

I come from a stable household with two parents that had a good marriage I was confused and said “I don’t know! My dad doesn’t hit my mom” and she fell kinda silent, the rest of the night till my parents got back she was awkwardly quiet and I never saw her again. It’s only recently I remembered this and the realization of what was going on in her life came to me, I feel bad that I took my stable childhood and having two loving parents in my life for granted.

"I'm starting to forget the names of the people who live in my head"

No context. Right in the middle of clean-up time.

My brother's friend was a teacher in a very rural Australian school and her class were all indigenous kids ( Aboriginal). When the lunch Bell rang the kids would fight to go play on the oval. One day the lunch bell went off and all the kids just sat there. She asked " aren't you going out on the oval to play"? One of the kids replied" no miss the tall men are there" she looked and didn't see anything and said so. One of the other kids said " she can't see them, she's a white fella". And they wouldn't go outside.

We had just moved into an old farm house when one night my 3 year old at the time pointed at the glass door and asked why the "other mummy" was there. I looked and couldn't see anything and asked what she looked like?
my 3 year old proceeded to explain that the other mummy was dirty and muddy and had blue lips and blonde hair.
I kind of froze because we were home alone together. I was like, "Oh okay, that's interesting," and he says "yes she lives under the ground. She said she had a good boy like me once, "
It made my stomach drop, and I took him to my room and locked the door, haha.

A 6 year old I worked with (about 6 months ago) said “it’s Corrie! Hi Corrie!” To an empty corner. Corrie is my grandmas name. She died in 2020. I pulled up a picture of her and asked who it was and he said “her name is Corrie”.

"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 don't like it here, Mommy...I want to go back to the planet I came from.' (my 3 yr old says to me, with a big sigh).

My nephew while chatting to my Grandmother about Christmas, pipes up 'you'll be dead then', when she was talking about Christmas.

She died on 20th December. She wasn't even sick at the time!

He was three at the time and doesn't remember saying it.

My niece had never met my Dad, her Grandad, as he had passed away the year before she was born.

When she was 3 years old, she pointed at the corner that his walking stick used to sit in, waved and said 'Hiya Grandad' with the biggest smile on her face.

It was the creepiest and sweetest thing I had ever seen!