Parents Reveal The Creepiest Thing Their Child Has Said To An Imaginary Friend.
As a parent, observing the imagination and curiosity of your child is such a wonderful thing. Most of the time. But sometimes, this intense imaginative capability can lead to something much creepier.
Here, parents share the creepiest thing their child has ever said to their imaginay friend.
1/29. When my brother was little he acted like he had angels talking to him every second. One day my mom overheard him say,
"I can't kill him! He's my only dad!"
2/29. When my older daughter was two or three, she used to have a couple of imaginary friends, Dodo and DeeDee. They were typical imaginary friends. She would talk to them and play with them, and tell me about their lives.
Then one day, when she was about three, she was talking on her play phone when I walked into the room. She "hung up" her phone and said to me (with a completely flat voice and deadpan expression): "The Evil is coming."
It scared the crap out of me. She seriously had an imaginary friend named "The Evil".
Turns out The Evil was actually a pretty nice friend, she just had an unfortunate name.
3/29. My little brother's imaginary friend, Roger, lived under our coffee table. Roger had a wife and 9 kids. Roger and his family lived peacefully alongside us for three years. One day, my little brother announced that Roger wouldn't be around anymore, since he shot and killed him and his whole family. I don't know if he remembers any of this, but his genuine lack of remorse was very disturbing.
4/29. My brother had an invisible friend named Tony Rygel. He was 6 inches tall and was elderly. One day we found my brother crying in his room. Apparently Tony Rygel had passed away in his sleep. We buried him in a shoe box in the backyard. So basically we had a funeral, complete with a moment of silence, for an empty shoebox.
5/29. My little brother used to talk about a woman who would visit his room at night.
He said she wore a red dress, that her name was Frannie and that she would sing to him....and that she floats.
Well I actually had a relative who died years before he was born named Fannie and her favorite color was red and I think she was buried in a red dress. When we showed him a picture of her he said that was who was visiting him.
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6/29. When I was about 4, I had an imaginary friend named Bomba. I remember pretty well that he wore a purple turban. I made my mom set a place for him at the dinner table and scootched to the edge of my bed every night to make room for him for months.
For my dads birthday that summer, my parents had a party. We had a small pool, and by this point I was allowed to be in the shallow end with my water wings if an adult was watching me. With the adults all distracted, though, I decided to break the rules and go in without my wings or supervision.
Someone noticed me underwater pretty soon after, head under but my legs kicking toward the edge. My dad jumped in, fully clothed, and pulled me out. Fuss ensued. When it was clear I was alright, the first thing I said to my mom was "Bomba told me to just keep kicking. That I'd make it to the edge if I just kept kicking."
The next day, when my mom was setting the table, I stopped her when I saw her set Bomba's place. He was gone and I guess I stopped speaking of him after that.
7/29. Talking to a six-year-old boy in my placement classroom: Boy is working on his schoolwork and talking to something/someone that is by his side, but there's nothing there.
Boy: "Stop it, stop it, I'm trying to do work"
Me: "_____, what's going on?"
says in a deep, dark, forceful whisper:
Boy: ".....I've been having these fantasies for fifteen years, and I'm sick of it!"
8/29. When my niece was 2, her grandfather (my father) died. A few months later, she started the phase of talking to herself, imaginary friends and such. One day, I asked her who she was talking to. She replied "I'm talking to The Man." I asked what The Man looked like, and she described my Dad perfectly. I asked if he had a name, and she gave my father's name, even though she only knew him as 'Grandpa.'
The creepiest part was when she told my mother that The Man told her where his lost wedding ring was, which she had been looking for since he passed. It was right where she said.
9/29. Not an imaginary friend, but when I was three I told my mom about the face that looked inside my window every night, and how I let him in every night and we would cuddle in my bed.
She didn't realize I was talking about our cat.
10/29. I had lots of imaginary friends when I moved to a new country. Since I didn't at all have any real friends, I made up friends. But just like me, they were afraid of being rejected, and laughed at. I had this vision that all the people that were mean to us will go to hell and burn.
My grandma had no idea of these friends. Once when we were sitting,eating dinner (my parents were out somewhere) I said something along the lines of (story continued on the next page...):
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Once when we were sitting,eating dinner (my parents were out somewhere) I said something along the lines of (story continued on the next page...):
"Hey, are you not hungry ? Eat now!" Mind you I was also staring at an empty chair.
My grandma looked at me weirdly thinking I was talking to her, but before she managed to ask me anything I spoke again.
"Eat up, Thomas, they might be laughing now. But they wont be laughing once they're all on fire!" And I resumed eating.
Oh the look on my grandma's face. For a whole year she tried proving to my mom that I was possessed by the devil.
11/29. An exchange between one of the students (5 years old) in my student teaching placement and myself:
Me: What do you want to write about?
Me: Oh? Who's Jack?
Her: He's my invisible friend.
Me: Oh, ok, tell me something about Jack.
Her: He's dead.
12/29. Not an imaginary friend but this was back in the 80's when my daughter was 3. We were watching MTV (back then it was cool and played back to back videos). The Bangles "Walk Like an Egyptian" came on and my daughter just stood there staring at it. When the video was done she turned to me and said, "We didn't sing or dress that way back then." Slightly amused I laughed and asked her to sing for me the way the Egyptian's sang back then. She proceeded to sing a strange tune in a haunting melody that sent chills down our spine. Later she drew a picture of 'her dress' and I started crying. It seemed too ancient and intricate to be a lie.
13/29. I asked my 6 year old son what he was doing and he said, "Playing with Greg" (the name of his imaginary friend). Then when I asked him "What are you guys doing?" My son responded back with, "Making babies!"
14/29. My son from the age of three always tells me about the "creeper man" who lives in my mom and dads bedroom. He brings it up after he visits them. I made the mistake once of asking what he looks like. My son said "Oh, he doesn't have a face."My parents told me this story about me.
15/29. A little after I was born, my sister Julia had an imaginary friend named Jessica. She was Julia's friend for a long time, when things started to get a little weird. At first my parents shrugged it off as a normal occurrence, but after a while they began to believe that our house was haunted .
One night as my parents put me (about one years old) to sleep, I begin to cry and point at the corner (story continued on the next page...).
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My mom was still in there and began to try to comfort me, but I continued to cry and point at the same corner. All of the sudden, my sister walks into my room and points at the corner and yells, "Jessica stop it!"
Immediately I stop crying and Julia says like it is completely normal that "Sometimes Jessica likes to put on scary masks and scare people". My mom who was understandably freaked out stammers to my sister "Tell Jessica that if she cant play nice, she can't play here at all".
A couple weeks go by and Julia tells my Mom that "her eyes turn green when she is mad and her voice gets deeper". My Mom didn't know how to respond to this and just said "ok...."
Eventually Julia outgrows her "imaginary" friend and stops playing with her.
A year and a half later my little sister Abbey begins to talk, she then goes on to tell us about her friend that no one else can see. She then tells my mom about how her eyes turn green when she is upset. I remember this distinctly because she dropped a pan and it scared me. She asked Abbey what her name was and she said,
16/29. A parent of one of my students told us in a meeting that she was concerned because her son (7 years old) talked about an invisible ghost who would talk to him and play with him in his room. He said the ghost was called The Captain and was an old white guy with a beard. The kid would tell his mom that The Captain told him when he grows up his job will be to kill people, and The Captain would tell him who needed to be killed. The kid would cry and say he doesn't want to kill when he grows up, but The Captain tells him he doesn't have a choice and he'll get used to killing after a while.
I was always creeped out working with that student after that.
17/29. When my daughter was three she had an imaginary friend named Kelly who lived in her closet. Kelly sat in a little rocking chair while she slept, played with her, etc. Typical imaginary friend stuff. Anyway, fast forward two years later, the wife and I are watching the new Amityville (the one with Ryan Renolds) and our daughter walks out right when dead girl goes all black eyed. Far from being disturbed she said "That looks like Kelly." "Kelly who?" we say "You know the dead girl that lived in my closet."
18/29. My mum tells me that when I was around 3 or 4, I just used to sit and stare at the roof and talk to Jennie Bond; the then royal correspondent for the BBC. Not creepy disturbing but a really weird choice in imaginary friends.
19/29. Not the parent, but the child. I don't remember how old I was (somewhere around kindergarten), but I had an imaginary friend. His name was Ash. One morning I heard my father mumble something about having sex to my mother. At the time I had no clue what he was talking about. I assumed it was something really grown up and that's why he'd said it so quietly. So, breakfast ends and I decide I want my parents to think I'm a little more of an adult than they think. And with all the swagger a young child could muster, I get up from the table and begin walking to my room. Before I'm out of the kitchen though, I casually mention to both my parents that I'm just going to be in my room with Ash having sex.
20/29. My folks' farm surrounds a cemetery, and my dad and my niece were walking down there. My niece (4) looks up and says "What's that boy doing up in that tree?" There was no boy, but she insisted there was and could describe him.
Her brother used to have an imaginary Grandma Rose. He said she was dead and helped him when he was coloring.
My kid only had an invisible goldfish he kept in his pocket. It never went much beyond that, so I'm assuming it wasn't a ghost fish.
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21/29. Not me, but when my mom was younger she had an imaginary friend named Shaggy. When she was finished with Shaggy, she "chopped him up and put him in the fridge."
Moral of the story is don't cross my mom.
22/29. My daughter used to tell me about a man who came into her room every night and put the sign of the cross on her forehead. I thought it was just a dream. Then my mother-in-law sent over some family photos. My daughter looked right at the picture of my husband's father (who has been dead for 16 years) and said, "That's the man who comes into my room at night!" My husband later told me his father would always do the sign of the cross on his forehead when he was young.
23/29. About a year ago, my 4 yr old niece started talking to her imaginary friend Michael Jackson. He was with us all the time... tea parties and over our phone conversations. It was always hilarious to see a strangers reaction when she would yell in the store "Michael Jackson is calling!", as she would whip out her play phone.
24/29. When my boy was 4, his imaginary friend would sit in the corner of the room when you switched off the lights and light the room with red glowing eyes, apparently.
25/29. When I was 16, I babysat twins who were in the third grade at the time. They always spoke of a man in an Easter Bunny costume, and they were terrified of him. One day I was babysitting, and one twin was in the shower. His brother and I were sitting downstairs watching television when all of the sudden, he said, "You need to go check on Matt." Seconds later, Matt yelled, "He's in here!!! He's in here!!!" I ran upstairs, and I had to check every room before he would calm down. I'm not sure which part of the experience freaked me out the most.
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26/29. So, when my sister was probably about 6 or 7, she had an imaginary friend named Emily. She told us Emily lived in her closet, wore an old black dress, and had long dark hair and she was the same age as my sister. My sister played with Emily constantly. My parents started noticing my sister acting weird. Just sitting in the middle of her room whispering to Emily quite a bit and acting a lot more distant towards them. I remember a very specific day, my brother was walking by her room and my sister was sitting in the middle of her room....but she turned around and hissed at him. He was scared shitless. He told me it didn't even look like my sister. My parents ran up to her room and i could hear my sister just screaming and screaming as loud as she "get out". I have no idea what happened in that room but I ran to the bottom of my stairs and the screaming stopped, I saw my parents holding my sister crying their eyes out, she was sobbing as well.
I've asked her about it today. She's 24 now. She told me that Emily used to tell her to do horrible things to herself. She actually used to wake up on the roof and not remember how she got there. I'm not kidding. Apparently Emily absolutely hated my parents so she turned my sister against them. She hates talking about it so i never brought up that specific night. This all happened at my old house. When we moved into a different house, Emily was gone. I'm not making any of this up. My sisters little friend was a really big deal to my family and messed things up for a long time. I'm just relieved we left that house.
27/29. When my kid was 4, we were watching a documentary on the Titanic. The scene was a picture of the schematics of the boiler room and the camera panned from left to right over the plans. He pointed at the tv and said, "That's wrong. The boilers were on the Other side. And I was right here." And he pointed to a small space in the boiler room. "That's where I was. And that's why I don't like water now."
28/29. My cousins imaginary friends were named "Sexy Salomon" and "Curtain Child".
We never let her live those down.
29/29. When I was little I had a whole gang of imaginary friends, both human and animals. One day my mum noticed I hadn't talked about them in a while and asked me what happened to them, to which I replied as calmly as ever that they were in a car crash and had died.
On another creepy childhood note, when my brother was just learning how to talk he grabbed one of those small toy hammers and crawled onto the sofa where my dad was sleeping. He then leant in close and whispered one of his first sentences... 'smash daddy's head' right into his ear.
In most situations, when you're hurt by someone, it can be best to just forgive and forget. However, there are some people that can't help but hold grudges. Sometimes it can just be petty, but other times, it can be for very valid reasons.
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