There is nothing more beautiful than hearing children's laughter from the next room, of course, except if it is night and you live alone and there are no children in your house. But this is of course all jokes.
Various mystical stories often come to the editorial office of DarkBook.ru, but not all are published at once, they are just waiting for their time. Here we have collected 9 stories about strange things told by children that happened in real life. All stories are told by different people who do not know each other at all.
9 mysterious stories
1. My brother grew up with a panic fear of water. I was 4 years older than him. And when he was about 5 years old, I asked him why he was so afraid of water, because from my very childhood I was accustomed to water and felt comfortable. My brother then answered me: “I was on a large ship that crashed into a piece of ice, everyone started running and screaming around. Then I got into the water and I got very cold. But this shocking story is very similar to the Titanic, which sank on April 12, 1912. But my brother was born in April 1992. Exactly 80 years later. Was he really talking about his past life.
2. When my son was about 4 years old, he periodically crawled strangely, arching his back in the opposite direction. It was very incomprehensible. Together with this, he made a long squeaky sound, as if in an inhuman voice. One night, he crawled, thus, through the entire hall straight to my room and stopped, right in front of my face, making the same strange meowing sound. And then he crawled under my blanket and fell asleep. After a while, he began to get scared of some monster in the basement. My wife and I, of course, went downstairs, but found nothing there. And when I turned on the light, my son said that "he" was standing behind us. We, of course, felt uneasy. But the strangest thing that happened was when I scolded my son for bad behavior and he hid under the covers in his room. I pretended I couldn't find it with the words:"Where is my little Billy ???". At that moment, the son lifted the blanket and, with a terribly distorted grimace on his face, said in a voice not his own: “Billy is no more!”. I was shocked, I got the impression that my son had become obsessed. I have never seen him in such a wild state. The next morning I woke up to see my three-year-old son standing by, staring at me with a wide smile on his face. He stood and stood like that, continuing to look at me, and smiling. "What are you doing?" I finally asked. “Nothing,” he replied smiling. At this time, I realized that he was hiding something behind his back. "Do you have something in your hand?" I asked. “No,” he replied. Then I looked behind him and saw a large kitchen knife in his hand. I was shocked, I got the impression that my son had become obsessed. I have never seen him in such a wild state. The next morning I woke up to see my three-year-old son standing by, staring at me with a wide smile on his face. He stood and stood like that, continuing to look at me, and smiling. "What are you doing?" I finally asked. “Nothing,” he replied smiling. At this time, I realized that he was hiding something behind his back. "Do you have something in your hand?" I asked. “No,” he replied. Then I looked behind him and saw a large kitchen knife in his hand. I was shocked, I got the impression that my son had become obsessed. I have never seen him in such a wild state. The next morning I woke up to see my three-year-old son standing by, staring at me with a wide smile on his face. He stood and stood like that, continuing to look at me, and smiling. "What are you doing?" I finally asked. “Nothing,” he replied smiling. At this time, I realized that he was hiding something behind his back. "Do you have something in your hand?" I asked. “No,” he replied. Then I looked behind him and saw a large kitchen knife in his hand.continuing to look at me, and smiling. "What are you doing?" I finally asked. “Nothing,” he replied smiling. At this time, I realized that he was hiding something behind his back. "Do you have something in your hand?" I asked. “No,” he replied. Then I looked behind him and saw a large kitchen knife in his hand.continuing to look at me, and smiling. "What are you doing?" I finally asked. “Nothing,” he replied smiling. At this time, I realized that he was hiding something behind his back. "Do you have something in your hand?" I asked. “No,” he replied. Then I looked behind him and saw a large kitchen knife in his hand.
3. My girlfriend and her husband bought an old house, which was already many years old. They were remodeling the basement when I came to visit them. I went down there with their 2-year-old son, who hasn't really learned to talk yet. He took my hand and led me to an old brick stove with a metal door. He looked at me and then said clearly, "This is where dead children go." I was shocked. Firstly, as I said, the child did not yet know how to speak clearly, and then he said that the hair on my head began to move. I'm sure no one told him that.
4. My daughter stood by the open closet and laughed. When I asked her why she was laughing, then she said that because of the person. "What kind of person?" I asked. Then she pointed to the closet and said: "A man with a rope around his neck." I looked into the closet, but there was no one there. After this incident, I was afraid to study the history of my house, so as not to find out if someone was hanged in it.
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5. When I was a child, Mr. Rand came to my room several times a week. He talked to me and talked about the Second World War and how he was killed there. Of course, Mr. Rand was a figment of my imagination and then, when I started to grow, he stopped coming to me. Now I am a grown woman and my son is 5 years old. One day he left his room late and said that there was a man in his room. I jumped up and ran there. Naturally, there was no one there. To this my son said that it was Mr. Rand, and he asked me to betray that he was all right.
6. This story was told to me by my mother. When I was little (I was about two years old), my grandmother was in the hospital dying of cancer. At that time, I did not understand what was happening and one fine day I looked at my mother and said that I had only one grandmother. Mom, in tears, tried to explain to me that I have two grandmothers. But I continued to insist that my grandmother was alone. Then the phone rang, my mother was informed that my grandmother had died a few minutes ago.
7. One day my daughter came up to me and said that there is a woman in her room who looks at her while watching films, and she also sleeps on the ceiling while the girl is sleeping in her bed. Also, the daughter said that this woman does not love her and wants to rip out her heart. My daughter only watches children's channels on TV. Therefore, I am very scared and cannot understand where she got it from.
8. My friend has a 4 year old son who lives with his mom. Once the neighbors of his mother had puppies, and they did not know where to attach them. Mom brought one home. After a while, a strange incident happened: a child put a puppy in the washing machine. Then he calmly went to his room to play. My friend - the boy's father, was just visiting them at that time and heard how the washing machine began to work. He went to look and saw a puppy in her. He realized what had happened and stopped the wash. At that moment, he thought that his son did not understand what he was doing. Therefore, he quickly took out a dead puppy so as not to injure the child's psyche. The boy noticed that his father was walking from the washing machine to the door, then he went to the car and asked: "Is the puppy dead yet?" The man was shocked. He still cannot find an explanation for this.
nine. My 3 year old niece asked me many times about some strange woman appearing in the room. She pointed to a far dark corner, but somehow I did not attach any importance to this and thought it was just her imagination. Friends often come to me and once they took their little daughter with them. She never saw my niece, but she asked me twice about this strange woman and pointed to the same place in the room as my niece. After that, I didn't know what to think. Once on New Year's, the whole family came to me. We started looking at old family photos, and my niece pointed to the photo of my wife and said that this was the woman she saw. Then she asked if she would come to our party. The fact is that my wife died 10 years ago due to a serious illness.
These mystical stories may seem incredible. But in our time, one can no longer be surprised at such strange things. Although, decide for yourself whether to believe it or not.