People Reveal The Moment They Realized The Kids In Their Lives Are Super Creepy

From user aceshighjmac:

I have two kids and they are both creepy. When my son was four, he told me he wished he could cut my head off and take it to school with him. A couple of weeks after her fifth birthday, while I put my daughter to bed, she asked 'why doesn't the lady in my wardrobe like you daddy?'

My daughter is now eight years old, and a couple of months ago I woke up in the night. It was pitch black in the bedroom and I could hear someone breathing behind me near the window. I rolled over, and she was standing there, staring at me, with her glow in the dark glasses. I asked her what she was doing. She said that she was watching me sleep to see if I 'floated too.' I'm positive she still talks to the wardrobe lady at night, my weird child. My six year old son is also morbidly obsessed with me dying and has already planned my funeral. The other day he showed me a drawing of me in a coffin, but my head was still attached thankfully.

From user Racketmensch:

While waiting at a crosswalk for the light to turn green, my three year old asked why I didn't cross right away. I told him that I could be hit by a car... if I am not careful. He turned to me and said, 'But daddy, you don't die on the road. You die in a fire.'

From Anonymous Reddit user:

I have seven year old boy and girl twins. Ever since my son turned one, he would always smash any dolls we gave him head first into the ground. When he turned three and could walk, he would follow you around and stare at you behind your back, like a little evil demon. He is so sneaky too, I wouldn't have known about this hobby if it wasn't for the cameras in the house. He pretends to be happy and smiling when you look at him, but when your back turns, he gets a blank stare.

When he could finally communicate well, he told my wife and I that he was smashing dolls to let us know how he [passed] in his past life. He claims he was born on February 11, 1808, and was [slain] when he was 15. The [culprit] him was a friend of his previous parents and had bashed his head into the ground and was never caught. He has nightmares where he wakes up screaming and claims to be seeing himself [wiped out] every night. He also claims that he chose us to be his parents. He said that he watched and waited for the right time to pick out who he wanted his parents to be.

From user MightyG2:

I was at a yard party and I walked up to my friend and his kid. This kid has a lizard and he's squeezing the sh** out of it. By the time I walk up, blood and guts are oozing out of the poor thing, it's dead. This kid is laughing, going on and on about all the 'cool stuff' coming out. He was revved up ... I mean he was into it. I looked at his dad and it's actually the first time I ever really connected with the phrase 'rictus grin.' The guy was looking at his kid with that frigging smile and total fear on his face. It was like something out of a movie. Creepy as it gets.

From user MelsWhiteP*bes:

I’m not sure which was the first clue - my daughter is a very high-functioning kid with ASD. She also has an empathy disorder (very low empathy for human beings) and doesn't feel pain like other people do.

One good memory is when she was four or so, and looking at a globe. Suddenly she said 'There are too many houses with too many people in them. One day they are all going to burn. It's very sad.'

Or, her first full sentence when she was almost two - 'I want meat with blood on there.'

Recently I was creeped out by her describing the sensation of being bitten by one of her mice - she talked about how she could feel it push its teeth all the way into her finger, then the mouse started to pull the teeth back, but then pushed them back even deeper. She giggled like it was the cutest thing in the world, while blood was running out of her finger.

When she thought one of her mice ate its own babies, she said: 'Well, it's a mother's choice.' However, she did think it was wrong when we found out it was another mouse eating the babies, though.

From user JayStar1082:

One day I was staying the night at a friend's house. She was a deeply religious woman and let her children (ages seven and ten at the time) watch BC-era Christian movies, many of which were very violent. At first I was concerned that it might have a negative effect on them, but she assured me they showed no real signs of danger.

One night I slept over and I woke up at around two in the morning, thinking I heard somebody break in. I heard shuffling feet and a lot of shushing. I tried to wake the mother up but she was completely knocked out. So I decided to grab the broom... and started slowly walking toward the noise.

I entered the kitchen and see her two little sons standing there with Spider-Man masks on, holding a stuffed animal that has been impaled by a stick, over the fire. They must not have heard me walk in, and I overheard one of them talking about 'The final burning of the lamb.'

I left the kitchen and walked directly back into the bedroom, where I calmly made my way over to the mom, and shook her violently her until she woke up. I leaned into her ear and said,

'Jane, your sons are sacrificing a stuffed animal in your kitchen.'

It was definitely one of the strangest experiences of my life.