When our oldest daughter was about 2 1/2, right after we movedย to Canada, she introduced us to her new imaginary friend, Nina. She was always talking to Nina, and Nina was involved in some way with everything she did. To be honest, I kind of hoped she was some kind of clairvoyant, because I’m weird like that, but after a few monthsย Nina went away, never to be heard from again. Now, when I ask her about Nina, it’s like she never existed. Imaginary friends are something many of us had as kids, and personally, I’m a believer in children’s ability to connect to spirits โ is it because they don’t know any of society’s stigma about the spirit realm, or is it because of the hole in their heads? I don’t know. But here are a few stories about imaginary friends that definitely sound like there was some kind of otherworldly connection happening, and it was creepy as fuck…(via Reddit and The Line Up)
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โYOUโLL GET USED TO KILLINGโ
โA 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 doesnโt want to kill when he grows up, but The Captain tells him he doesnโt have a choice and heโll get used to killing after a while.โ
LITTLE GIRL GHOST
โWhen 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 shit. Anyway, fast forward two years later, the wife and I are watching the newย Amityville Horrorย (the one with Ryan Renolds) and our daughter walks out right when the dead girl goes all black eyed. Far from being disturbed she said โThat looks like Kelly.โย โKelly who?โ we say. โYou know the dead girl that lived in my closet.’โ
ROGER WONโT BE AROUND ANYMOREโฆ
โMy little brotherโs imaginary friend, Roger, lived under our coffee table. Roger had a wife and nineย kids. Roger and his family lived peacefully alongside us for three years. One day, my little brother announced that Roger wouldnโt be around anymore, since he shot and killed him and his whole family. I donโt know if he remembers any of this, but his genuine lack of remorse was very disturbing.โ
โTHATโS THE MANโ
โMy 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 husbandโs father (who has been dead for 16 years) and said โThatโs the man who comes into my room at night!โ My husband later told me his father would always do the sign of the cross on his forehead when he was young.โ
I CALLED HIM SPOOKY GUY
โAs a kid, I said that my imaginary friend was a ghost. I called him Spooky Guy and said he died in the garage of the house on the hill behind ours. I even came up with his death. He was a 16 year old who got in a car crash and walked to that house to ask to use their phone (died in the 70โs). The person lived there grabbed him and sexually abused him there and killed him. He was my imaginary friend as far back as I can remember. This scared my mom so much that she tried to look up records to see if that happened and got me a therapist.โ
ICY WANTS ME TO TELL YOU IT WILL BE TONIGHT
โIn high school one of my best friends had a little sister who was five or six years old. One day we stopped by his place, completely high, because he needed to get his Magic cards. While waiting for him to come downstairs his sister came up to me and said, โIcy told me to ask you if you know when youโre going to die.’โ
I laughed nervously: morbid question, right? But I knew all about Icy, her imaginary friend. I even helped her draw a picture of him once. So I played along and said, โNo, of course not! No one knows that. Hopefully when Iโm very old.โ
The girl shook her head sadly and said, โNo, Icy wants me to tell you itโll be tonight.โ And with that, she just walked away.โ
IT IS THE PUNISHMENT
โIย was seventeen and babysitting a friend of the familyโs six-year-old boy. Heโd been in bed a couple of hours and Iย just peeked in to check on him. He wasnโt in the bed and when Iย opened the door, Iย saw he was standing in the corner, facing the wall. creepiest fucking thing ever. I asked him what he was doing and all he did was turn around, smile, and put his finger to his lips as if to say โshhh.โ I asked him again what he was doing and all he says is, โLeave us. It is the punishment.’โ
โTHE EVIL IS COMINGโ
โWhen 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 upย her phone and said to me (with a completely flat voice and deadpan expression): โThe Evil is coming.’โ
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