{Scariest Tales told by children}

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1) "A toddler I was watching woke up in the middle of the night screaming about something under his bed. I checked and told him, "Go back to sleep, there's nothing under there." He replied: "He's behind you now."

2) My daughter was 3, when she woke up one morning looking rough, I asked if she slept okay and she said, "No! Popaw Mike kept me up all night pinching my toes!" My dad, her Popaw Mike had passed away 8 years before she was born, and that's how he used to wake my brother and me up when we were little.

3) My daughter, when we were home alone one night, "Mommy, who's that man on the ceiling?"

4) When my daughter was 4, I heard her singing a song that my mom always sang to me when I was young. I asked her where she learned it; she told me that her grandma taught it to her. My mom passed away 6 years before my daughter was born.

5) About 2 months ago my 6 yr old son says, "Mommy, when you die I will put you in a glass box on my dining room table...don't worry I will make sure my wife knows how to dust you so you wont get dirty."

6) My 3-y/o daughter said, "You're the best mommy I have had so far..." I said "I am the only mommy you have had!" As she walked away she said, "That's what all the other mommies said, too!"

7) Looking after my little cousin in Montana one night, and he started telling me about the creeper man who lives in his mom and dad's bedroom. I made the mistake of asking him what he looks like. He said, "Oh he doesn't have face."

8) I was looking after jack (a 5 year old), who said a man named Jacob dressed like a lumber jack was sitting next to me on the couch. He must have seen the shock in my face, and he said "Don't worry, he doesn't have any arms."

9) My 5 year old handed me a rock and said, "You can use this for your grave."

10) "Daddy, when can we get rid of that kid hanging in my closet?" I asked her what she was talking about and she told me all about a teenage boy who was hanging by a belt around his neck in her closet. I went to her closet there was nothing there, and she said he only is there when I'm not around.

11) "I was heading to the bathroom on the second floor of my aunties house when I saw my cousin, April, on the stairs. She was 4 at the time so very hyperactive. She was busy making funny faces while sitting on the stairs. I asked her what she was doing. She said, "I'm copying the lady with the braid." I looked around; there was no one else but us. I asked her, "Where is the lady, April?" She pointed to a beam running parallel to the stairs. I asked April, "What is the lady doing?" She said, "Making funny faces." Thinking nothing of it, I started walking up the stairs again when April said something that stopped me in my tracks. "Her braid is around her neck." I turned around and asked April to repeat herself. April pointed upwards, "The lady is hanging by her braid... She's making funny faces." Then April started making a face which I then realised was someone gasping for air."

12) When my son was 3, he came and climbed into bed with us, crying. I asked what was wrong; he said that the big fat man with a bloody hole in his head kept trying to open his window.

13) My best friend Lisa died when I was pregnant with my daughter. When my daughter was 3, I heard her laughing; I said," What are you laughing at?" She said," Auntie Lisa is making silly faces at me and playing with me."

14) My son, Mason, told my fiancé he was going to cut his heart out and eat it... He's 3!

15) "There are three dead kids buried in our back yard. They told me where we can find them."

16) My son was crying in bed at 3 am and tells us he is afraid because there is a man in his bed. We ask him about the man and tell him to ask the man to go away. The following day he tells us the man's name is Frank...my husband's uncle who died the night before. Also later that week we were driving along in our van in complete silence and my son said "Frank's here."

17) I was reading a story to my daughter when she suddenly slammed it shut, point to the empty doorway, and screamed "You get out of here! You've killed enough people!"

18) When my son was three he told me that he really likes his new daddy, he's really nice. My husband is his one and only daddy. I asked "Why is that?" He replied "My old daddy was really mean. He stabbed me in the back and I died. But I really like my new daddy, he'd never do that to me."

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