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I’ve told this one on Reddit before. My son was three at the time. We were at a ceramics place and I was taking a wheel throwing lesson when he says to this lady, “I saw you in the fire. Did it hurt when you got burned? I was there but I couldn’t help you.” She turned white as a sheet and explained to me that when she was a young girl, her house caught fire and she was badly burned. She told me that used to tell her family that she followed a little boy, she’d never seen, out of her room and then out of the burning house. She is sure that my son is her guardian angel, and that he was sent to tell her this as an older lady to make sure always remembers. We became pretty good friends until we moved away. My son is now 16 and doesn’t remember much about this other than he has faint memories of her.”—Qlinkenstein
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When I was younger, I would sleepwalk, appearing to be fully conscious, then lying down and going back to sleep as if nothing happened. There have been times my mom caught me opening windows in the middle of the night. Another time she was in the kitchen reading the paper and I walked in, made myself a glass of orange juice, drank it, then went to sleep at the table in front of her. One time, my mom and dad were watching a World War II documentary late one night. Something about the push into Europe and a massive tank battle (probably Arracourt). I walked downstairs and my parents told me to go back to bed. I said, “I want to watch the battle again.”
My parents said I’ve never seen this documentary. I said, “no, but I remember it. We were in that one. It went boom. points to a specific tank in the middle ground. I remember the one behind us going boom too.”—ebeast99
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“When my sister was 3 she would go on and on about her brother, Brian. We’re all girls, and we don’t know where she would have heard the name. But it was all, Brian does this Brian and me used to do that, on and on. Thinking Brian was an imaginary friend I asked her where Brian was now. She said ‘he’s dead, I am, too. The bomb got us and our house is gone.'”—fridayfridayjones
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“Apparently I used to always creep my mom out when I was really young by singing a full song, over and over again whenever I was in the tub. She said she has no idea what language it was but it was always the exact same. She swears it wasn’t a child’s jibberish and was obviously a full language (just not our native English). I try to remember it but I just can’t quite get there. I do remember singing it though and then one day not being able to sing it anymore when I was probably 6 or 7, and being distressed by the loss of it. I wish I knew what the hell it was.”—lumi61210
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“My three-year-0ld niece, in a hotel near her home said, “I’ve been here. I used to sit in this chair and knit.” Wouldn’t say anything else when pressed further. Another time in an antique shop, we looked at an old school desk with a flip-top lid when she, bemused, said, “Where’s the inkwell??” It just seemed strange that she’d expect there to be one.”—blinky84
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“When I was about 3, I used to tell my mum stories of being a little Chinese girl. Apparently I lived at the bottom of a hill with my grandmother, and I died in a flood. When I was 6 or 7, I came home from school upset that I’d been surrounded by a group of boys, and I cried to my mum that it was like when the soldiers on horses came to take us away.”— theprocastinata
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“My son went for over a year talking about his other mommy and daddy, with a completely straight and serious face. We have a blended family, so he has me (Mom) and at his father’s house his Dad, Stepmom, and brother. He said he had 2 fake mommies and a fake daddy and then a set of real ones. When trying to get clarification thinking he was having trouble adapting to new family roles, he informed us that we were the fakes and that his real parents were much older, lived far away on a farm, with his older brother.
That story came up off and on, as well as weird side statements from him. We had him at the ER one time, in a private room, he hears voices outside which he normally wouldn’t pay any mind to. He perked up, looked at the door, and goes, “That sounded like my real Mommy’s voice!”. He was very excited and animated about it (my kid is usually pretty deadpan, so that was off too.). I decided to just ride it out, but admittedly it did freak me out at first.”—SerenityNeutraylis
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“My family took everyone on a trip to see their old neighborhood. They drove by a house where, about 15 years earlier, a little girl was hit by a car and died. My cousin, who was about 4 at the time, never had been in the neighborhood, and never heard this tragic story, stopped what she was doing and said, “Oh, that’s where I died, isn’t it?” She then resumed playing with her dolls (or whatever it was she was doing.”—westsidehk
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“I was raised Roman Catholic. My son was raised Roman Catholic. But I was dating this Muslim guy who would play prayers constantly (that were on YouTube). This particular day my boyfriend was playing a prayer that’s supposed to protect you from jinn. My three-year-old son looked up from his coloring book and said clear as day, “now they will be gone for 1000 days.” My boyfriend looked him dead in the eye and was like “how do you know that?” My son smiled shrugged and continued to colour. I don’t know if this is true but my boyfriend explained that if you recited that specific prayer it was supposed to banish evil spirits for 1000 days. To this day I still get chills when I think about it. My mother was also super freaked cause I told her “daddy used to be my baby, but I drowned when he was my size.” I was 4. My grandfather drowned when my dad was 4.”—foufinha
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“When she was aged around four years old my friend told her Mother, “I’m not coming back here again, Mommy, this is my last time.” Her mother asked her what she meant, she said, “I will never be alive like this again, I’m not coming back here.” She is in her late forties now and is the head of a large Buddhist group.”—Poullafouca
