Thursday, 29 March 2012
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The Freaky Things Kids Say
We all love to talk about our babies! Here's an invitation to do just that. Let's see if we can freak each other out, campfire style. I can picture it now...sitting outside at night, hearing the crickets chirp...the breeze is blowing, there's a bonfire. Let's tell the stories of the creepiest things our children have ever said...
I'll start.My daughter Ava was 2, almost 3. We lived in Florida, and at the time, there was a big story all over the news about a young little girl who was "missing" but everyone suspected the worst (which ended up being true). While I was fixing dinner the news came on, and Ava saw a picture of the little girl (when she was living and happy). Ava said "That's my friend on TV!" I looked over the kitchen counter and saw what she was referring to, and I asked her what she was talking about. She said "That's my friend. I met her last night. She came in my window (2nd floor) and we talked for a long time. She's nice. She's my friend."WHAT! Ok, who's freaked? Me!Now it's your turn!
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When my youngest daughter was about 3 or 4 we were walking hand in hand out of walmart. She looked at me very seriously and said, "Who are you mister? I don't know you." I said, "Stop Danielle, it's not funny." She wouldn't stop. I was so afraid of someone would over hear.
Another story. One of my adopted kids and I was traveling. Brooke sat in the passenger side. I was zoned out and didn't think of her holding a paper in the window was of any importance. After many miles my curiousity got to me and I asked her what the paper said. HELP ME.
(Homeschooling is great. I homeschooled my kids and they graduated from HS - great reward.)
wooo!! creepy!! preston has imaginary friends so when it first started i was really freaked out. he'd stare at the wall, talk to the wall, tell me about his friends. one of the first times he stopped and stared off into the distance and said "hey, what are you doing?" ...to no one. it was nighttime, most of the lights were off and he was facing the front door so i was a bit freaked. but now i'm used to it so it doesn't bother me. kids have very vivid imaginations but honestly...i think i do believe in spirits, souls, ghosts etc. so....maybe the little girl's ghost visited her? i'd probably still be super freaked out. lol.
My sister and I when we were 3 and 5 lived upstairs from my grandparents. We used to tell my mom very seriously there was a little girl upstairs with us that we played with. She didnt exactly believe us until she saw our toys moving by themselves up/downt the hallway. Nowadays my neice is 3 and lives there she told my brother(her dad) that she doesnt like the girl who lives with them. The kitchen timer goes off for no reason, things move, the stupid lights will turn off even the dryer likes to open on its own, we've replaced things and they still keep happening.
OMG i'm totally picturing Paranormal Activity 3, @grizzlybearr@xanga - and @virginal_beauty@xanga - freakin me out...
This is awesome.
And scary.
My five year old recently told me, "MOM! The voice in my head keeps telling me to hit you. This little boy...that tells me things....And I don't want to hit you mom!"
Lol. Freaked me out a bit.. I thought she had schizophrenia or something. Lol. She hasn't said it since. Thank God!
@storyofmylife87@xanga - My daughter who is 5 now, too, says the same thing. That the voice in her head "makes" her do stuff. I'm pretty sure it's just that they don't want to take responsibility for wrong actions.
Right now she's in fact telling me that I'm breaking her heart, soul, and collarbone (haha!) by donating her old toddler playground set. "You better stop this before something bad happens. They're going to be mad you're getting rid of that. That's our friendship house. *They* need it. You better stop all of this before bad stuff happens."
sigh.
i have some of my (dead) mothers things in the closet in my bedroom, when my son was about 3 he came in, looked at me then the closet and said " thats where dead grandma lives". he had no idea that her stuff was in there in a box, or that he had/has a dead grandma. freaked me right the f%^& out lol
@reanimated_corpse@xanga - WOW!!
I'm freaked too.
See I don't really believe in that kind of spirit/ghost/whatever stuff...but kids? They make me question my beliefs. Hahaha!
@Randy7777@xanga -
I wasn't sure if I should laugh or be mortified about your adopted child's antics.. lol you are lucky nothing happened!
Oh. My. God. You guys have got to be kidding me. O_o
Obviously, I don't have kids.
I don't have kids but apparently when my little brother and I were kids we used to say "when I was a grown up" and proceed to tell long and detailed stories about our past lives as grown ups. My little brother came along and started doing the same thing after I had stopped doing it and he didn't even know about it. I don't remember what was said at all but it's kinda weird.
@virginal_beauty@xanga - Wow how freaky! Maybe you can try moving to another house (if possible). I hope this does not happen again and you guys finally have peace. :)
I don't remember this seeing as i was so little, but my mom said when i was 2 i was talking about how i was married before, and she said "You mean when you get married some day?" and i replied "No, when i was married BEFORE."
She said it gave her goosebumps and still does to this day.
I don't have kids of my own (I'm 19...
), however, my little cousin is my life and he's 4 years old and will be 5 in a couple months. Anyways, a few weeks ago my family, myself, and my little cousin went camping near Lake Pleasant. Before I go any further, I must explain something that happened a few days before we went camping:
I had a really awkward and creepy dream about me being living on a farm with my father, mother, and two sisters (I only have one sister in reality) and it was some type of special day. The sky was dark, though, and of course there had to be a damn corn field. I remember sitting at the table with my family and we were eating dinner and as I looked down at my plate, I felt weird and looked back up, EVERYBODY at the table had sewn crossed eyes and were staring at me with super creepy smiles, and my cousin was one of them. *end dream*
Now, when we got to the camping grounds, I was showing my little cousin how to set up our tent, and he seemed asked me "Why didn't you get your eyes shut?" I never mentioned my dream to him or anybody else.
I remember a story my mother told me about something I said - and I actually remember some of it vaguely. One morning my mom woke me up and we were in the kitchen and I said, "Grandpa came to visit me last night. He was standing by my bookcase and he showed me that Barbie Doll that you wouldn't let me open." She'd buy me collector Barbies (I was 9 years old and it was torture to see the pretty doll but not play with it) but I said "Grandpa let me play with it." And I remember my grandfather getting that doll down, look at me, smile, and then put it on the floor during the night so I could play with it.
My mother freaked out because she had just gotten off the phone with my grandmother telling her that my grandfather died last night. It freaked me out too and I didn't tell her anything else.
@MHYLMF@xanga - LOL Wow. Right? Kids will make you scared of ghosts and supernatural stuff. HAHA!
@CrisaRei@xanga - Aww see I think that was a real visit from your Grandpa who wanted to play with you *one more time*. Aww.
@sarahsmurfette@xanga - Yeah, just remembering it is making me tear up a bit. He spoke only Spanish and I spoke English so we barely could speak to each other but he would always do tricks to entertain me.
@CrisaRei@xanga - That's a really special moment. Really.
No kids but I have experienced weird things. Like the time a ghost visited me after I watched the Blues Brothers. The ghost looked like Belushi's character from the movie. Saw him twice that night. Then he started hanging out with me, would move things around at the grocery store and things. I had to ask him to stop so things wouldn't get messed up. I couldn't afford to pay for any groceries he destroyed.
When I was very young, maybe 3 or 4 . I went to the kitchen to get some peanut butter. For some reason I had to have some. I had been looking down at my feet. I looked up when I reached the kitchen. There was a little blonde haired girl standing there smiling at me with the peanut butter. She was in an old fashioned dress. She was smiling. I ran to my room and hid under my blakents till my Mom came and asked me what was wrong. I have an older sister but she had brown hair like me and we wore jeans. First and last time something like that has every happend.
@Cookstergirl88@xanga - Great and here I am reading this shortly before I go to bed and my husband is working tonight...wahhh!
And? It's flipping stormy outside. For real. LOL! *Bad idea bad idea*
hah, when my brother was about 4-5, he used to ask my mom every day what kind of coffin she wanted to be buried in.
I don't actually believe in ghosts. But when I was younger, I had a recurring dream. It would happen every year, on the day before the family left for the Feast of Tabernacles. When I was growing up, we lived on the top of a hill. It was 6kft above sea level. The hill was so steep, that the mail carrier refused to deliver mail to us. Our mailbox was 2.5 miles from the house, and on occasion, my brothers and I would take our bikes and bike down and get the mail, and then walk the bikes back up the mountain.
In this dream, I would ask my mom if I could bike down and get the mail. She would say yes, but remind me to be careful of the smith house. Now in the dream this comment would make sense. But I have no idea in real life who the smith house is or was. Anyway, in the dream I would tell her that I would be careful and away I went. Everything was smooth sailing, and I mean that quite literally, the hill was so steep that once you got moving, you would keep moving as long as you don't brake. you could literally sail or coast down the hill. Anyway, towards the end of the hill, would be a house smack dab in the middle of the road, and would extend across the whole road so the only way to get to our mailboxes was through the house. This ladies and gentlemen was the smith house. Every year on the same night, I would attempt to make it through without being caught. Every year I would remember what I had tried the years before, and every year I would do something different only to be caught, and sent to a foreign country Every year a different country. What makes this freaky? the fact that the dreams stopped the year we stopped going to the Feast of Tabernacles and the fact that later on I would share this dream for the first time with my sister, and she would tell me that every year on the same night, she would have the same dream, same house, same name of "the smith house" only with her as the main character instead of me.