50 Of The Creepiest Things People Caught Their Kids Doing

Not my kid, but my nephew. Aged about 3 I was showing him a Sonic the Hedgehog game and he went "I've played that before, with my old Grandad".

His Mum explained that he regularly talks about his old life and she'd pieced this much together from him...

- He died when he was 13
- All his family were very sad
- He had lots of brothers and sisters
- He lived in a flat with his old mummy and daddy who were very nice, but didn't have many teeth
- He picked my SIL and BIL to be his new Mummy and Daddy

He was very consistent and very persistent that his old mummy and daddy were good people when SIL said to someone "It sounds like they were crackheads"

Pretty weird. Not sure if he still talks about them now he's started school.

I caught my nephew bringing food to a dead wolf he named Cody. We all thought Cody was a friend from school because he had a classmate named Cody that he would go hang out with. Nope. I followed him to Cody’s house which was a cave about 50 feet out of town in the woods and there was all sorts of wrappers from snacks and a decaying wolfs body.

For a while, when my son was 3/4, he would cry and scream because he dreamed there was a tall man at the end of his bed, who was completely black and had holes where his eyes should be.

His nightmares were really bad for a while, and I can't blame him.

My daughter (about 2.5 at the time) saying Hi John! to nobody. I said, kind of amused, "John who, honey?"
"John G____!" she declared. A cousin of mine, who had died by suicide across the country 6 years earlier. This was a 2nd cousin, not a last name of anybody she would have known or met.
"Where's John G?" I asked, and she trotted out into the hallway and pointed to the stairs. Not down the stairs, but straight ahead, if that makes sense.
We waved hi to John, and then swiftly changed the subject.

When my daughter was young, we’d be riding in the car & she’d randomly say: “My sisters are here!” Then animatedly whisper to the empty seat beside her. She was very lighthearted about the whole thing, she spoke of “Ira” & other sisters that she didn’t know their names. She was always happy to see them, being an only child, imaginary friends weren’t a concern to me. What was worrisome was it only happened near cemeteries. It was one of those creepy things you’d try to explain away. She’d say it & I’d look around, relieved to see no headstones in sight, only to find a small family plot buried in the brush along the roadside a few moments later. Once it happened on vacation, she said it at the base of a hill. As we crested the hill, there was a cemetery on the other side. I have no clue why & she never mentioned the cemeteries or ever acknowledged them. It happened frequently & I would just shrug it off, eventually she got older, it stopped.
She’s a teen now, says when she thinks of it, it’s like a dark room full of different girls with the light only shining on the girl she knew as Ira in the forefront.
I googled the girl name Ira, is means ‘watchful’ in Hebrew.

My 2 year old regularly talks to a “baby brother” in the dark at bedtime. He points at shadowy corners and says baby brother!! He doesn’t have a baby brother. And on more than one occasion my husband and I have heard the pitter-patter of feet at night only to realize our 2 year old is fast asleep. So ya, we have a toddler ghost I guess.

One day when my son was about 3, he started asking all kinds of interesting questions about his younger sister. He was providing details about the way she dresses and her personality. I kept trying to ask if he meant his cousins or a friend from school, maybe a character on his favorite TV show, but this only made him more upset. By the time my wife came in the room he was nearly stamping his feet asking these questions I couldn't answer. After my wife tried to calm him down and assure him that there was no 'little sister,' he got even more upset and screamed, "Then why does she look just like you?" This caused my wife to run out of the room crying and slam the door to the bedroom behind her.

Just over a year earlier, my wife had a miscarriage at about 9 weeks in. It's an emotional event she still hasn't completely recovered from to this day, and to this day, I still have no idea to whom he was referring.

The good news is that this sort of talk ended that day and was never spoke of again. He now has a real little sister. It was a spine tinglingly creepy conversation I'll never forget.

My partner’s nephew was really into commercial jingles when he was about four. Grandma was babysitting one night and, after she had put the kid to bed, she fell asleep on the couch in the living room.

Now, this was one of those wrap-around couches with a high back, so someone who is the height of a four year old can’t really be seen coming down the hallway by someone laying on the couch.

Well, around 1am Grandma is woken up by a small child’s voice slowly singing “Nationwide is on your side,” from somewhere in the dark behind her.

Scared her silly. Thanks, Brad Paisley!

I had a 10 yr old who got hit by a car and died.

People meant well but some of the comments were insane. Like well you’re young you can always have more. No bueno.

Anyway I was waiting with my 6 yr old for the bus and made a comment about not getting too close to the road. He said it’s ok Mommy if I die you can get another one.

He knows nothing about my daughter. It was 16 yrs ago. I lost it.

My two younger ones would talk quite a bit about it before they started school. Who they were in a past life, I just took it as matter of fact, my son had been a German soldier in WW2, and my daughter had been on the run as a little girl with a another little girl with dark hair and eyes in France in WW2. She described running to a house that had a big blank wall next to it out in the country- they were running for their lives on a dirt road before dawn. I did some googling and there was a safe house that was still standing with a big cinder block wall next to it! It made me think maybe it's true that we encounter the same person who we have things to work out still, until we fix things or something. Who can know for sure?

Oh I've got a good one! So my son was probably about 4 or 5. I wake him up every morning. I go in one morning and he is already awake in bed, his eyes wide open and blanket pulled up to his chin. He is completely still and just staring at the corner of his room. I look at him, look at the corner, wait a couple of seconds, and asked him what was wrong. Still looking at the corner, he says "Somebody crawled on the floor, and up the wall and looked around. When he looked at me his head did this." Then he pointed his finger in the air, and just started spinning it in a circle very fast. I put my hand on his back and said, "lets go get breakfast and watch some cartoons." He looked very freaked out and I wanted to get his mind off of it. As he is walking down the hall in front of me, he sort of half whispers out loud "He just faded away..." I didn't let him know it, but I was freaking out inside! He is 8 years old now and I asked him if he remembers it. He said he does, and that he saw it another time backwards crawling on his ceiling before just fading away again. Freaky.

Watching my nephew. We were playing tag and I was chasing him around the house when he like disappeared. He showed up behind me and I said, “ oh there you are Dylan how’d you get there?” He looked me dead in the face serious as ever and said, “ I’m not Dylan” in a deep raspy voice. I laughed it off and told him to go watch tv.

When my kid was around 2ish, she told me one morning "mommy, the ghost picked me up last night". I was like wtffff because I've never talked to her about ghosts or used the word ghost or anything along those lines (something she could've easily picked up at daycare or from a kids show or something).

A few years later when she was around 5ish, she was like "mommy, remember how I used to cry at night?" (she was a terrible sleeper and would wake up like 4+ times a night and cry until we came to get her). She said "It's because the ghost used to come into my room and pick me up at night".

My daughter told me she loves me so much she wishes she could wear my face!

Apparently there’s no returns on creepy kids….

Me and my 15 month old share a room and sometimes she just stares at me while I sleep. It freaks me out when I wake up and the first thing I see is a tiny child staring at me. To make it worse sometimes she just stares and whispers at me and it sounds like she’s putting a curse on me.

This was almost 20 years ago. My youngest son was about 3 I think. I was up late on a Friday or Saturday night watching TV while the kids were sleeping. My son comes out of his room and says "Dad come see the lady in my room." I was a little freaked out so I went with him. We get to his room and no one is there. He says "she's gone now". I asked where she was or something like that and he says "She comes out of the wall".

Maybe not very unsettling, but still...

I was pregnant, waiting my second child and my first born was about 2 years old. She had some speech delays and usually formed sentences containing max 2 or 3 words. Anyhow...

I was making dinner and my daughter was in the kitchen with me. Suddenly she looks at me, points up with her finger and states calmly and matter of factly: "I used to watch you from up there."

I had no words for her, I simply turned around and stared at her. She smiled and ran off to play. Now I wish I would've asked her more about what she meant by that...

My son was almost 3 years old when he called me to his room about 5 minutes after he was put to bed. I asked him what's wrong, and he replied "I'm scared". I asked him "What are you afraid of?" "I'm scared of the old lady with the angry, red eyes!"

I figured he saw something on the telly or his ipad, so I, while bent over his baby bed in the corner, asked him where he'd seen this old lady with the angry, red eyes. "She's standing right behind you".

Damn, that was chilling. Worst of all, I turned around, slooowly, looked around and said there's nobody here - everything's ok. Kissed him goodnight and left him but let the door halfway open. Still feel bad about it, but wasn't going to let some angry old, red-eyed ghost b***h f**k with my family.

The kids at my son's school have this game where they mock the sewer grates by shouting "YOU CANT GET ME, PENNYWISE!"

The 1st time he did that at home certainly gave me pause considering no one his age should have ever seen IT.

My son was around 4 years old. I was driving him to daycare, and he was uncharacteristically grouchy. Didn’t want to go. After around the third time I explained that mommy had to go to work, he got real quiet. Then, his tiny voice piped up from the backseat: “The darkness is watching you. In the night they’ll come for you”

He never explained it. I slept with the hallway light on.