Three-year-old is really creeping me out.
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I used to have recurring dreams as a young child.
But I am not sure that I had them as young as 3. They were usually about a really tall man in a black suit with a black hat. Turns out food intolerances were giving me nightmares and hallucinations. Once the food issues were discovered, the dreams disappeared. |
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...um..... |
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| Has she ever seen the wizard of Oz? |
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Oh, that could totally be it! Rusty, need oil can! |
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I had recurring nightmares of Nazis beheading my family (in the 70s).
I didn’t have screen time. Most likely I had overheard conversations about Nazis at some point, and my young self turned it into nightmares. |
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Interesting story OP - hopefully it doesn't turn frightening for her. I definitely believe young children are more in tune. My sister used to see an old grandma rocking in a chair in her room. DS had some experiences too but DD had the most. I'll preface the story below in that we had not talked about such things with DD.
DD was probably 6 or 7 and saw a little toddler girl in our kitchen one evening and said "mom, what is that little girl doing in here". I calmly asked her to describe her, what she was doing and so on - totally freaking out on the inside. Same DD has felt dark presences in her room at the foot of her bed as a young teen which freaked her out some. She is almost an adult now and will bring it up time to time. I did teach her to burn sage in her room and during the mid-teen years, she asked to do it at least once when she was feeling spirits pass through and it was bugging her. She remembers all these types of episodes from her younger life. She is creative and very intelligent FWIW and is thankfully still able to sleep alone in her room after some of the bedroom events. |
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My friend did this. Her 3 year old would sit and talk to thin air, but not normal talk for a 3-year-old where they say something and then answer for the other person, but like she was having actual discussions with someone. Sometimes she would sit with a smile on her face and then laugh at nothing, which I got to see once when I was visiting and when asked, she would say that Miss Elizabeth was telling her a funny story. It was so bizarre. She sat and stared at a wall and had all of the mannerisms of a child being told a story except there was no one there that we could see. What's crazier is before my friend had her daughter, they used to think they heard noises, like footsteps in the attic but wrote it off as just random noises and their minds playing tricks on them. Other times items they swore had been left in one place would turn up in another. Or when the TV switched on when they were in the other room it was the dog laying on the remote. Things like that. Her daughter is now almost 12 and swears that Miss Elizabeth was a ghost and she 100% believes in ghosts because of that. She said she was very nice and told her stories about her kids and told her stories that she used to tell her kids before bed. |
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Oh come on, you need to binge watch things to get through cluster feeding! |
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My mother's friend says her son (now an adult) was an "indigo child." When he was very little he told her that before he was born he chose them as parents because they were sweet people, and said some other things that she couldn't explain away.
When I was a young teen, my best friend's Mom took us for readings with a medium. Not like a fortune teller with a storefront, but someone who didn't advertise and met with people in her suburban home. I remember her asking me about my sister... I told her I didn't have a sister. She asked if my mother tries to act like a sister to me, I said no. She said, "Well, I don't know what to tell you; I see a sister here." My sister was born about nine moths later. |
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I posted this in a thread a few years back. My then toddler used to wake up in the middle of the night and just laugh, cackle and squeal, never leaving his bed or playing with toys. One day he saw a picture of my mom and said "That is Grandma K. She comes to my room at night. We play games. We tell jokes. We laugh together." My mom passed away years before he was born. Kids are awesome people. |
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Your parish or church. |
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I bet it is from another kid talking about his scabs (my blood turned to rust). |
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| Did someone tell him he needed to wear shoes so he wouldn’t step on a rusty nail? Tetanus shot? |
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Scots have strong spirits!! |
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| If you don't believe in ghosts, visit Fort Washington Park inarylamd and Woodlawn Plantation in Virginia, you will change your mind! |