Childhood Paranormal Memories

I was 10. My best bud at the time lived in a realy old house. The whole area she lived in had been re-named Heritage Mount Royal because all of the properties and most of the houses were well over 100yrs. her house had a couple of dumbwaiters in it and 2 basement rooms. One was a play room and there was a borded up crawl space we could shine a flash light into and see the tunnels used by servants back in the day to go to there quadrents which were usually 50yards from the house. (Apparently there are tunnels all over this area some for the purpose of servants, some for military use from WW1)
My friend, her 5yr old sis, and I were playing 'house'. We had this ratty worn out cabbage patch doll that was the baby. It had a soft body n a hard head, her mouth had a tiny little hole between the lips.
I was sitting next to the doll facing my friend as she pretend feeds the doll. Then I hear the sound of clink of plastic on plastic, I look to my left n my friends face is so pale it is grey. The doll had opened its mouth and now had the spoon clamped in her mouth. I watched as my friend pulled the spoon out with force in total astonishment and then the thing grinned the hugest unreal grin ever, and returned to normal state. At this point her and i were communicating just by looking at eachother, out of fear and beacause we did not want her little sister to know what just happened, we just sort of exchanged glances confirming we were both extremely frightened at what we saw. Right after that it was time to go toboganing, so we placed the doll strategicaly on a trike in the corner of a room. Came back and the thing was in the middle of the room. A few years went by and we lost touch. I contacted her in my teens and she told me the doll disapered for some time and then one morning she awoke to it sitting on a chair in her room. She said she asked everyone in the house who put it there, and no one had a clue where the doll even came from. I have had other minor things happen with Barbie dolls and china dolls but nothing as animated and real as that doll opening its mouth to be fed and then grinning at her.

reply to post by andriod


Interesting, I'v had a similar experience this also involved things being misplaced or moving by themselves your post in particular reminded me of this event that was also frightening I was 6 years old I usually played outside with my friends but it was raining so I played inside, I was in my room playing with Lego because it's the only practical "toy" that kept me occupied back then I had a closet where I put all my "toys" believe it or not I was scared of that closet because it cast scary shadows at night and also gave me a "ill" feeling I got bored of the Lego so I tided it up and went over to the closet opened the doors and slid it in, then I shut the doors and went to watch T.V instead. Before long I got bored of T.V and went back in my bedroom and all my Lego and other toys were all over the floor! it scared me but I got over it, it was a weird experience anyway.

reply to post by andriod


no i have no memories what so ever but i do remember when i tripped and fell and i felt a chill that was about it

reply to post by MollyStewart


Thank you for sharing, I hear a lot of people have problems with those dolls. Makes you wonder where they got the idea for the "Chucky" movies.

Thankfully, I've never owned one.

reply to post by k0mbination


That's crazy you can remember that far back. I have to ask how old you are.

My daughter has been taking her "first steps" recently, it's so amazing to watch her advance. I wonder if this can be something she'll hold onto for the rest of her life as remembering. She's been so happy, so graceful as she does it, she lets nothing stand in her way of achieving her goal to completely walk without assistance.

reply to post by KnIghtWytchh


Kind of neat how we'd had similar experiences involving the same sort of thing. I wonder if anyone else can relate.





I was at my mother's house again yesterday (didn't go to the basement though) and my mom was telling me that my daughter (whom she had overnight for a visit) wouldn't sleep, that she woke up freaking out. This is not the first time this has happened, and under her roof only. She sleeps like a baby for me with no problems. My mom then proceeded to tell me she thinks my daughter is afraid of her house.

After watching my little one's behaviour while there, it seems like she may be picking up on what I used to feel as a child. I'll have to look more into it now, it kind of intrigues me. Like mother, like daughter I guess.

I think my mother is opening up more spiritually now, since she spends a lot of her spare time alone in that house while my step-father works evenings. He doesn't return home until early morning hours.

Now that I think back on it, it makes me wonder if this is why they couldn't sell the house a few years back. It's a beautiful 5 bedroom, 2 bathroom house with a finished basement and large yard, renovated within the last 10 years, in an nice neighbourhood, close to all amenities. They weren't asking a lot for it (and if I had the money, I would definitely be very interested in something much like it), but had to take it off the market because it just wouldn't sell. They had a ton of views, but no offers.

My mom wanted to sell it because it is much too big for her and my step-father to live alone in, and she has medical problems that keep her from being able to travel in it easily, especially with the amount of stairs.

reply to post by andriod

Im 38 going on 39 but those couple of odd memories are all I have of those years, most of my childhood is a bit of a blank. But those memories have always been there.

reply to post by k0mbination


Interesting, I wonder if there was anything of significance occurring in your life around that time to have that big of an impact to remember it so detailed.

reply to post by andriod

no idea to that

as a child i would wake up and be alert not in dream state..seee "gnomes, fairies in boots" just like ozzy sings about..they would be climbing up and down a dresser and just there....at age 23 i started on lsd and saw same ones....why???...idk..the brain that allows us to see the other side gets closed after childhood..reality is filling it up......lsd opened the door to it and i saw the other side again....it can be a tool for good or just a trip....it has its merits..

I can remember when I was really little that I would make my Mum stay awake with all the lights on in the house before I went to sleep because people/spirits would stand by my bed in the nighttime. I can remember waking up in the middle of the night and being to terrified to move because I would see them there. It wasn't sleep paralysis or anything like that because I have had that in my adult years and it wasn't anything like what I experianced when I was younger.

My nana once was sleeping in my room with me and half woke up and saw someone standing by my bed, thinking it was my younger brother she went back to sleep, albeit it thinking it odd. she asked him at breakfast the next morning why he was standing by my bed and he said that he hadn't.

I can remember being so terrified to go to sleep and be in that house at nighttime. It was awful. As I got older I realised that it is a gift, it starts to fade as you get older if you don't actively want to keep it.... but when u are young, it is awful.