December 21st is the shortest day of the year. That means it’s also the darkest day of the year. Sounds like the perfect day to read some short ghost stories about children…
1. Jeremiah got the ball rolling with this eerie tweet…
Toddler, sleepily: "A lot of people live in our house."
Me: "Momma, Matty, and me. That's all."
Toddler, pointing behind me: "And them too."
I turn to see an empty hallway. I'm 99% certain it was an empty hallway.
— Jeremiah Tolbert (@jeremiahtolbert) December 8, 2017
2. Oh god, it got worse. It got so much worse.
Update! Talked with the wife. Turns out my toddler has been talking a lot about "When I was big." Like, he told her today:
"When I was big, I lived in France."
Do I… do I need a young priest and an old priest? https://t.co/z0BLzCEEDG
— Jeremiah Tolbert (@jeremiahtolbert) December 9, 2017
3. People quickly recognized what he’s talking about.
Yikes. At that age, my son once asked me about “the quiet man” and pointed to nobody, so I know this place.
— Kate Heartfield (@kateheartfield) December 8, 2017
4. Oh no.
I our case it was “Mommy, what’s that thing in the mirror?”
“What thing in the mirror?”
“The one that does this.” *frenzied scratching movements*
— Jennifer de Guzman Strikes Again (@Jennifer_deG) December 8, 2017
3AM I was changing nappy of my 2Yo once, when in the darkness she started laughing. Then, looking straight behind me she pointed over my shoulder, CLEARLY repeating “Ghost, Ghost, Ghost!” 😬
She was just learning to speak. We’d NEVER said that word to her. I still get chills.
— Chris Gillard (@FragileLands) December 11, 2017
6. HOW DO THESE THINGS KEEP HAPPENING?!
My 3yr old grandson knocks on the living room door and asks for ‘ghost’. The other day the door blew open, he looked up and said, ‘ghost come down stairs now, hello ghost’. My daughter and I looked at each other in horror.
— Wendy Emsen (@Wendxii) December 11, 2017
When my sister and I were younger we would see an old woman in a rocking chair. We could only see her through the reflection of the window in her room, if we looked back there would be no one there.
— Thomas Devine (@Nicex2VeryNice) December 11, 2017
8. HOLY SHIT WHAT
When I was a toddler, a bodyless head talking to me on my bed. Red big eyes, green complexion, bushy beard & hairstyle like Don King on his bad hair day. He yelled at me. I cried calling my parents, but they couldn’t see the monster. Now I’m 40 but still remember every detail.
— Rna (@R_naLee) December 11, 2017
9. Apparently it doesn’t just happen with human children.
I think there are some jinns in the toilet which my cats don't like
And anytime I shoo them away
They begin to growl and hiss
And there was this day I almost had a stroke
My cats began chewing on the affected part of my body, woke me up and got help
— December Rain (@Ogbanje_) December 11, 2017
My 6 y/o niece with us visiting our grandpa in the hospital. We were in the elevator when it suddenly stops at level 2 (ICU unit), the door open n then close but no one comes in.when the door close my niece said, the lady who went out looking sad.
— me myself (@ClasssicSummer) December 11, 2017
11. At least this is a little better? Just slightly?
My niece told me the story of her little girl waking up in her bedroom and seeing some older women looking in the door at her. She described two of these women to my niece and her descriptions matched my deceased mother and grandmother. Spooky, but yet kind of nice.
— PaulaJacksonParm’t’r (@PaulaJax74) December 11, 2017
12. There has to be a different explanation… right? Right??
I once told my dad when I came to sleep with him and my mom after he asked me why I was there “There are white faces in the window staring at me and I don’t like it.” I slept on the second floor with no way for anyone to get up to my window.
— IM JUST A TREE (@MinkRuler) December 10, 2017
13. GET OUT OF THERE.
But there is a little boy I hear once a week running up and down my hallway laughing. At least he is well behaved, when I ask him to be quiet because I am trying to sleep he runs off. I live alone in a house built in 1888.
— Boxswapper (@boxswapper) December 10, 2017
Are you scared yet?