Children can be creepy.
Yeah, they're cute and all but deep down? They're thinking of ways to creep you out. Take the matter of past lives, for instance.
Years ago, I saw a film called Audrey Rose. It starred Marsha Mason as the mother of a young girl who appears to remember her past life as the daughter of a weird-@ss Anthony Hopkins. It was more of an unsettling drama than a horror film, but worth a watch.
After Redditor TapiocaTuesday asked the online community, "Parents, what spooky 'past life memory' has your kid uttered?" people shared their stories.
"My son when he was 3 years old..."
Am I late?
My son when he was 3 years old started saying some gibberish that sounded very Russian. He told me it was a lullaby from Moskov (he said it like that). I googled a phonetic spelling and found an old Russian lullaby and that gibberish was the name and chorus of the song.
We live in the USA, we are not Russian, I asked his teachers if they were learning about Russia or sang any "world music" lullabies but no one knew anything.
Such a mystery. I can't for the life of me remember the song now. I may have written it down, but I'm gonna say the chances I find it now are slim to none.
"We went to view this house..."
When I was about 4 my family and I were moving house. We went to view this house in a rural village that was right by an airfield that had been very important during WW2, and there were still disused Anderson shelters in the garden and fields behind. Apparently the minute I saw them I ran to my mum, clung to her arm, and asked, "Are there going to be more bombs?" and got really agitated. Nobody ever spoke about the war, this was in the 90s, and we didn't even have a tv. My mum was really spooked by the whole thing.
How could she not be?
"A while later..."
I fully believe that my son is my grandfather v.2. Here are a couple of examples, but there are so many more I could share.
When my son was about 3, I took him to my grandma's house a few states away for the first time. Upon entering a house he'd never been in, he immediately toddled over to her, placed his chubby baby hand on her cheek, and said, "I have missed you so much, Annie." Then he crawled in her lap, patted her hand, and said, "I really liked your black hair more." Several years prior, my grandmother, Ann, stopped coloring her hair, let it go white, and started wearing a wig. No one but grandpa called her Annie, ever.
A while later he was walking down the hall and saw a picture of my Grandpa in the military band. He stopped at the photo and said, "That was when I was playing in the band." While pointing directly at my grandpa! At the age of 3, my son had never really told about grandpa other than "he wasn't here anymore." I also had no pictures of my grandfather as a young man anywhere in our home.
"I was at a nature show..."
I was at a nature show with my daughter, the kind where they bring animals out and tell the audience about them. This particular show was about wolves, and the handler was telling the audience why she did what she did with the wolves.
My daughter, maybe 4 at the time, said "I used to do that". I asked her what she meant. She said, just as factually as a 4-year-old could possibly be, that she used to train dogs and wolves before she died.
She herself looked confused for a bit, as though this thought was surprising to her as well. I didn't know what to say, so I said "well that's interesting".
She enjoyed the rest of the show and never spoke of it again.
"He lives in my old house..."
My daughter talks about her "grandson" all the time. I thought it was just an imaginary friend, but then a couple of nights ago she came out of her room at bedtime absolutely sobbing and said "I'm sad because I miss my grandson. He lives in my old house in my old neighborhood". She has never lived anywhere other than this apartment.
"I don't know how old I was..."
I don't know how old I was but when I was young (<6) I was in the car with my parents and I said something like "oh I used to live there" while pointing at a house we were driving past. Turns out it was my great-grandmother's house.
The Sixth Sense is real.
"I instantly got shivers..."
My daughter, when she was 3, used to talk about her imaginary friend all the time. Said he was big and fun, and spent a lot of time playing with her. One day I was scanning old photos and had a photo of my father on my desk and she said, "Hey how did you get a photo of my friend?"
I instantly got shivers down my spine. My father died in the house ~15 years previously, and she played in a room that used to be his office.
I cautiously asked her to tell me more about her friend, and without hesitating, she told me he talked funny. The chills stopped me dead in my tracks because dad was an Aussie who never lost his accent.
"My daughter is deathly afraid...
My daughter is deathly afraid of fire because "The fire at school killed my sister and my other mom was really sad." When she started preschool at 3 they had a fire drill and she cried hysterically until it was over and she was convinced there was no fire- I had to go pick her up and on the way home she told me she's glad they have fire drills so all of the kids don't die like at her last school. I'm still freaked out.
That's some horror movie material.
Throw the child away and start all over again!
"I was driving my family..."
I was driving my family across the state to visit family. Some commercial on the radio about Vegas came on and I started singing "Vivaaaaaa Las Vegas" in my best Elvis impersonation. My son was about 3-4 and he says "I don't like Vegas. I lost my life and a lot of money there." His mom and I glanced at each other like "WTF?" He never said anything else about it.
"When my son..."
When my son was about 3, he told us how he remembered being a helicopter pilot in Vietnam. This was in 1998.
These kids have me beat.
When I was a child, all I would do was sleepwalk. (Not often, maybe two times at most, but it still creeped my mother out and if you heard her talk, you'd think it happened a million times.)
Past lives? This life is difficult enough.
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