25 Of The Creepiest “Imaginary Friend Stories” People Shared Online

Having an imaginary friend as a kid is a normal thing, but sometimes the stories kids tell you about these imaginary friends can be pretty spooky.

If you don’t believe me, check out some of these creepy stories people shared in this AskRreddi thread.

What’s the scariest story you heard a child tell about their “imaginary friend”?

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#1

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My son stopped talking to his imaginary friend for months after my nephew, who was 15, took his own life. My son, who was not quite 5, was the apple of his eye. My nephew treated my son like a little brother, and since his mom watched my son while I worked, they spent tons of time together.

I had simply told my son his cousin was sick from sadness and he’d died. I would remind him every time before we went to their house so he wouldn’t pester my sister about where he was. One day he said “Mom, you keep saying he’s not here anymore, but he IS. He sits on my bed before I go to sleep and talks to me.” He would NOT be dissuaded. This went on for months. He knew things we did not speak about around him that happened. My nephew’s grandpa on his dad’s side passed a few months later. That’s when my son told me his cousin told him he wouldn’t be able to visit anymore. He was going on a train with his grandpa, and they couldn’t come back again. Last thing he told him was to never play with guns, they weren’t safe. My nephew took his life with a handgun. Wigged me the hell out.

#2

black and gray 2-storey house

So maybe not scary but definitely weird.

When I was little I claimed to have an imaginary friend, who had light brown hair and wore a nightgown, and she had stars for eyes.

Well, my niece was living at my old childhood home and she told me that she has a friend who misses me and she asked why I went away. When I asked who, she described my old imaginary friend. It was super spooky.

Edit: I have been informed that this is scary, my apologies.

#3

person sitting on bench

Most of my extended family live around the same area so we have lots of gatherings.

For the backstory, one of my uncles (let’s call him Steve) lost a childhood friend when he was ~7.

Steve and his friend (let’s call him Jack) were having a play-date one afternoon and got a bit dirty in some mud. So Steve’s mother gave Jack a pair of Steve’s shoes to borrow. When Jack’s father came to pick him up after the play date they forgot to put back on Jack’s shoes and Jack accidentally got into the car with the borrowed shoes still on. Tragically the father and Jack got into a terrible car crash on the way home which killed 7-year-old Jack. The family had him buried in the shoes he had borrowed from Steve. (I’m not sure why)

Fast forward 30 years to a family gathering in 2010.

My 6-year-old cousin Sara is playing alone with toys in a quieter room of the house. My Uncle Steve comes up to her and asks her what she is playing. Sara responds by saying that she is playing with a friend. Holding back a smile, Steve asks who her imaginary friend is. Sara continues to play while saying that she is playing with his friend Jack, and that “he is sorry he forgot to give your shoes back”.

My Uncle’s jaw nearly dropped. He had not talked about Jack in years, let alone tell that story to a 6-year-old.

No one had brought up Jack that day nor at any family gathering recently. Every time I remember this incident I get chills.

#4

child looking at map

So this is actually my story of when I was a kid. I had an imaginary friend named Derek who was a carbon copy of me. We were completely identical. I played with Derek for years, longer than what normal kids do. But he would always look at my mom and older sister with a sense of sadness.

Eventually, he went away. 23 years later I’m digging through my mom’s safe to grab some paperwork she’s kept for me and I see a stillborn death certificate for a boy named Derek who shared my birthday. It was only then I found out I was actually a twin and my twin, Derek, died during birth. Creepy right?

#5

girl in pink sweatshirt

Not an imaginary friend but hopefully creepy enough to count.

My daughter is 2 and since she could talk she has always chatted happily to herself in her crib as she drifts off. It’s super cute. Usually just things like:

“go see nana? Go see papa?”
“Hello Aunnie. Hello Tim” (her aunt and uncle)
My wife and I loved to listen in on the baby monitor and talk about how cute she was. Then one night she said:
“Satan!”
In that tone that only little girls have that is so sweet, it chills the blood when they say something like this.
It evolved over a week into like “it’s satan!”
Or “satan and the son!”
OR my personal favorite: “good night everyone. Ah satan!”

My wife eventually cracked the case. Our daughter loves this book called “Good Night Everyone” she’s also really into the planets. The last line of the book is unsurprising: “good night everyone.” On the following page are drawings of the planets. We’d go through them from the edges of the solar system to the sun. She’d always happily call out “Saturn” as I suspect it’s rings made it easy for her to spot.

#TLDR 2-year-old was quoting the last line of a book and excitedly naming Saturn and the Sun. Not communing with the Lord of Hell

#6

gray concrete church

A kid said he didn’t want to go to church because “my invisible friend says he can’t follow me in there”

#7

white cross on green grass field during daytime

My son, then about two or three, used to tell us about his imaginary friend Johnny, who wore all green, including a green hat. One time, we were driving by the cemetery and my son pointed out the window and exclaimed, “that’s where Johnny lives”.

He was very little and didn’t know what a cemetery was, so we explained to him that no one lives there, it’s a place for people who died.

That’s when he told us that “Johnny was a soldier who died in a place called Nam. “

#8

brown stroller near house

Purple mommy. When my son was first learning to talk, he would tell us about something called “purple mommy”. It could be an imaginary friend, but these details are a little bit creepy.

Here are a few of the purple mommy details. Purple mommy is all purple with long hair and bright all-white eyes(at the time he mixed up purple with black, so he could have meant she was all black). Purple mommy picks him up at night and turns off the lights. We would often find my son out of his crib in the morning, which would mean him crawling over the railing and to the ground, at a time when he was barely walking. Definitely found the lights in his room off a few times too, even though he’s terrified if the dark…Purple mommy needs a bandage because she has blood everywhere.

.Purple mommy has no smile, meaning a mouth

. Purple mommy can take her head off. . Purple mommy really doesn’t like daddy.

He told us all of this stuff for maybe a year or a little more. If we ever asked where she was, hed always point to the same spot. A corner of the room behind his open closet door. He would also wake up crying almost every night during this time. Once, during a really rough night, my wife went to ask him whats wrong, and his answer was “purple mommy wont let me sleep.”

#9

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My youngest sister (4 at the time) had an imaginary friend named Paris Jaris. My dad had built her a small playhouse in our backyard where my mom could see and hear her while she was in the kitchen. My sister would have tea parties and such with her imaginary friend. One day mom heard her say “don’t worry, as long as I’m alive they won’t hurt you”. She paused and said “well if you do that then I can’t help you, it’s not nice to kill people”. When my mom asked her what that was about my sister said “sometimes I have to tell Paris to be a nice person or he can’t visit anymore”. We moved not to long afterwards and she didn’t get a new playhouse.

#10

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My oldest when she was 4. She had an imaginary friend named Jack who lived under our back porch. And he liked to shove sticks down people’s throats. I discouraged playtime with Jack.

#11

woman driving car

Was taking my 3-year-old niece for ice cream one evening. I strapped her into her car seat in the backseat. As I started driving, my niece asks if Jacob (imaginary friend) could get ice cream, too. I jokingly said, “Jacob can get his own ice cream.” I laughed, and said, “Just kidding – we’ll get Jacob an ice cream.”

She didn’t respond so I looked in the rearview mirror. I couldn’t see very much because it was dark. What I could see was my niece’s face. She looked angry and I was about to reassure her that I was kidding but I realized she wasn’t looking at me. She was looking at something near my ear, towards the back of my head.

Then she says, “I said NO, Jacob. Be nice. NO. She didn’t mean it.”

#12

calm body of water

My son had this imaginary friend – Ganga. She lived in the nearby pond, had duck feet, hair all over her face, ate through a slit in her neck and we were expecting her any minute for dinner.

He was totally chill with this horrific monster idea, yet he had recurring nightmares about a puppy coming into his room. Kids are weird.

#13

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My eldest told me that his imaginary friend misses me and wishes he could have been with me longer than a month.

I lost his big sister to SIDS a month after she was born the year before I had him.

#14

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I don’t know if this would be considered an “Imaginary friend”, but this happened around I was 4/5/6 (don’t exactly remember)

It was a couple of months after my grandfather died because of lung cancer(he used to smoke), and we were living with my grandmother at the time. One day I was on the couch and my grandmother was talking about her wedding with my Grandfather, I ended up saying “I was at your wedding…” They explain to me I wasn’t and my grandmother asked me questions about it and I answered every one correctly about the marriage.

I think this was a week before or after, but on that day I was talking to myself (I usually talk a lot to myself, and I still do.), and my mom walked in and asked who I was talking to. My mother told me I responded with “I’m talking to Pap-pap”

A couple of months passed after these events, and they start re-asking me and telling me if I remember talking to my Grandfather, I forgot everything…

When I was 8, I remember getting ready for school and my grandma was still asleep. This is forever in my mind, I see a white figure the same shape he is and I saw him walk into the bathroom.

That was the last time I saw or talked to him.

#15

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My sister and I had the same exact imaginary friend when she was 6 and I was 5. Her name was Narni. It would freak our older brother and parents out that we both would talk to her and know exactly where she would be.

They would wonder how we both would interact with her at the same time and that our descriptions of her matched. We would even talk about how she would get angry or jealous. Our parents thought for sure that it was the spirit of a child that had passed

#16

woman in white shirt covering her face with her hand

When my daughter was a toddler she randomly started talking about a man named Don. She always described him the same way and didn’t seem scared at all, despite bringing him up every day. She didn’t go to daycare and we didn’t know anyone named Don. Then one day she got completely freaked out, wouldn’t walk around the house alone in case she ran into Don, wouldn’t sleep in her own room, and would talk about how she hated him because he said “mean words” to her all the time. About a year into “mean Don” we bought a new house. Once we moved she never spoke of him again.

#17

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I’ve mentioned this before, but my sister Ashley used to get visited at night by a dead girl with long dark hair and spider hands (yes, this pre-dated The Ring, yes, I’m old AF). She moved out the second she turned 18, and never looked back.

20-odd years later, our half-brother Trevor moved into her old room. It wasn’t long after Trev started sleeping on the sofa, or with the lights on, and told us about his new “friend” that he didn’t like. She was a dead girl who had long dark hair, an old nightgown, and spider hands.

Needless to say, none of us offered to trade rooms with him.

#18

person watching through hole

My cousin was a few years younger than me and he had an imaginary friend called ‘Mooky’.

Mooky wasn’t human, but some kind of alien/monster thing.

Used to freak me out when I’d hear a noise behind me at my grandparent’s house and my cousin would calmly say “It’s only Mooky, he just wants to see you.”

#19

silhouette of man

When my son was about 3 years old, we were living with my mom in an older apartment. I had always gotten a weird vibe from it — the atmosphere felt heavy and a little oppressive, but I assumed it was just because of my age.

However, my son started waking up in the middle of the night and would talk to his ‘friend,’ who he described as the ‘Hat Man.’ He would always wake up and tell Hat Man that he didn’t want to go play with him because he was supposed to be asleep and that he’d see him tomorrow. This was always followed by him waking me up and asking for a glass of water. I knew it wasn’t just an imaginary friend when, one night, I heard him talking, and when he said he’d see him tomorrow, the door to his room closed on its own. This stopped completely once we moved out.

#20

girl holding blue ball

Not an Imaginary Friend per se, but my niece as a toddler made a pretty convincing case that she was reincarnated. From the time she could lisp her first words, she carried on about someone called “Tertha” or “Trutha” or something odd like that. Sometimes she called herself “Tertha” and a fair number of her dolls had those or similar names.

By the time she was 2 or three, she talked non-stop about “Her other Mommy” and “Her sister” and how she (Tertha) and her “Other Mommy and sister were in a car accident and then were in the hospital and her other Mommy died”. I mean, she wouldn’t quit about it.

My sister neither discouraged her from telling the stories nor encouraged her. She would always finish up with the punchline “Then after my other Mommy died, then I was in your stomach!” Imagine a little child, big eyes looking up at you, rattling on about this.

She pretty much stopped by the time she was 6, and by 8 didn’t remember this at all. We figured she had forgotten her reincarnation.

#21

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When I was six I had a friend who was a little younger than me and her imaginary friend was not a very nice person. She used to tell me how her imaginary friend, “Mr. G” made her “hurt between her legs” and how he “tasted funny and made funny noises”. She was absolutely terrified of him. She told me Mr. G was very, very tall, with no hair, and very mean eyes.

After a few sleepovers, my mom wouldn’t let me have sleepovers at her house anymore and then she and her mom moved away. Her father didn’t go with them. He was a very tall man with no hair and mean eyes.

#22

person riding cruiser motorcycle during daytime

When I was little it was pretty firmly established that I had an imaginary friend named “Other”

Other had the same name as me so I just called him Other.

I would tell my mom that Other was being mean to me and wanted to steal dads bike.

I remember I told my father that Other was very mad at him for hurting me (He was an abusive piece of work) and he literally threw me across the room.

I asked my mom about it as an adult and she told me my father had a brother that I was named after and wasn’t told about because shortly before I was born he died in a motorcycle accident

#23

Selective Focus Photography of Skeleton

Ha, I haven’t thought of this in a while, but when my son was younger (6ish) he had an imaginary friend named Boney Akiki. Boney Akiki was a skeleton man.

Honestly, my son only ever had the nicest things to say about Boney Akiki, so he wasn’t very scary, even for a skeleton man.

#24

green leafed tree surrounded by fog during daytime

My youngest niece had an imaginary friend and when my sister told me about it she said “ask her what she looks like”

“Ok, what’s she look like?”

“Broken pieces.”

“…Oh.. why’s she broken, sweety?”

“She fell from our tree”

Nope. Sorry sis you’re on your own.

Nate Armbruster

Nate Armbruster is a stand-up comedian and writer based in Chicago who is likely writing a joke as you read this. Find him online at natecomedy.com.