Kids say the darndest things...
One of the best things about kids is how unpredictable they can be.
During those early ages, children are constantly learning, growing, and imitating what they see in the world around them. This includes trying to use words and actions that don’t fully make sense to them yet, often leading to hilarious circumstances.
You’ve probably heard it said that children are like tiny drunk people, but what about little monsters? Whether or not they’re trying, kids can end up being fairly creepy as well, from the strange things they say to the weird ways they can act. Redditors were asked to share their creepiest experiences with children, and their stories might just make you hesitate before the next time you agree to babysit!
I was babysitting my nephew when he was about 6ish. We were playing a game and he “shot me” so I threw myself on the floor, eyes closed, tongue out. In a serious voice he tells me “That’s not how dead people look” I said “Oh, how do they look?”. He then lays down, eyes open, mouth slightly open perfectly still. Creeped me out so we changed the game (theydidnthveurname)
I gave my 2 year old a chocolate bunny. She handed it back to me a few minutes later and she hadn’t really eaten any of it, but she had shaved the facial features of the bunny off with her teeth. She looked at me and quietly whispered “He’s gone, mommy.” (_anothercoolusername)
The Ghost Baby
My SO’s niece has always been an absolutely fearless (and very thickheaded) child. As a toddler, she has always been the type to burn her fingers in a fireplace, cry for a moment, and then go back to try to touch the flames again. Or try to jump off of a balcony or pet a giant dog that she doesn’t know or go home with a stranger. Things like that, all the time. She’s just not scared of anything.
This past summer we were all vacationing together in a very popular girl’s camp cabin that we’d rented in the mountains. She was nearly 3 at the time and couldn’t talk well.
We’d been there for about a day and a half and were all having a great time, she was running around playing and I was in the kitchen when I heard the most bloodcurdling, bone chilling scream that I have ever heard in my life. It was horrifying. I had been standing by the kitchen door/hallway so I was the first to reach her.
I stepped out into the hall and saw her running as fast as she could with tears streaming down her cheeks, screaming like some monster was on her heels. Like I said, I’ve never heard a kid, or anyone for that matter, scream like this. You get kids screaming because they’re mad or scared or sad and it’s nothing like what she was doing.
She reached me in no time flat and leaped into my arms, shaking like a leaf and I still couldn’t get her to stop. By then her parents, aunts and uncles, grandparents, everyone was gathered around trying to figure out what was going on and I was just rocking her while she clutched me so tightly it hurt.
And then she started to sob out words. ‘Baby. Eyes. Baby!’ And she pointed to the end of the hallway, a dead end, and started screaming all over again, this time shouting ‘coming! run! RUN!’
We got her away from the hall and she finally started to calm down, but if you mentioned it and asked her what had happened, she would melt down again.
A few hours later and she was perfectly fine, so long as we didn’t talk about ‘the baby’. I took her upstairs to sit on a couch while we waited for my SO to change clothes in a room next to us. I went to sit down and again it started.
She began to scream that horrible scream again, clawing at my neck and face as I tried to sit down. She started telling me again to ‘run’. And then she pointed at the chair, then her finger trailed down the hall to stop at an open doorway like she was following something’s path. I took her back downstairs and she calmed down again.
This happened once more, I heard her screaming my name and found her in the room that she’d pointed to, shaking and crying and telling me that the baby was there.
The rest of the weekend was no fun for her. She, a child who normally enjoyed life to the fullest, would just sit at the door and beg to go home. At one point I found her even trying to work the doorknob so that she could leave.
Everyone tried to nervously laugh it off even now if something strange happens they just jokingly blame it on the ‘ghost baby’. But you cannot do it if she’s around. Because she will completely fall apart and start crying that the ghost baby is going to come and get her. (Terriere)