When Clair was little, she remembers seeing an odd sign in a mall. The sign showed a picture of a little girl (5 or 6) who looked terribly sad and heart broken and she was staring down at a toy in her hands (I think it was a teddy bear). In big, white letters over the little girl it said "You Have To Tell Them".

Seeing this poster, I was totally freaked out as a kid... but I didn't understand what the hell it was supposed to mean. :/ To this day, I still don't understand what it was... but I can remember the little girl perfectly. It was a pretty creepy image.

SO! Does anyone else remember something they saw or heard when they were younger but they didn't understand it- even though it really bothered you? Does anyone else have any "haunting" memories like this?

There's only one thing that really haunts me from when i was a child and thats the man in the willow trees :(

I was canoeing with cubs and afterwards we were playing tag in the willow trees beside the lake, i was it, i think D: but as i ran through one of the willow trees to see if anyone was there, there was a oldish man leaning against one of the picnic benches.
I slowed to a walk and as i walked past him, i looked up at him to find he was watching me D: And then i noticed that the whites of his eyes were green, but i can't remember the centre colour. He was watching me until i left the trees.
I went to get the cub leader but she didn't believe me and when she finally went with me to check he was gone T-T
Now everytime i pass a god damn willow tree i have problems breathing, damn you willows!! *shakes fist*

Well... I remember this girl from my kindergarten class. We were friends from daycare, and I think she was my first crush. The other day I actually went by the school I went to for kindergarten. It was Saturday, so the place was completely empty, but still, I could almost feel how thick the memories were in the air there. Not just for me. It was like when you stand in some ancient ruin, and think of the people who lived there back when it was new. See the school was built in like the thirties or forties. So many kids have gone through there. Buildings like that... They just...

I only have one memory that really bothers me but I know why it bothers me. I rather not say what it is though. =/ Other than that I've always been freaked out about dark woods when I was a kid. They just scared me because I used to watch a lot of horror movies. XD

I remember once when I was about four or five years old and I had gone to the elementary school playground with my mother, which was located right across the street from our house. When it was time to go home, I ran ahead of her and stopped at the street to wait for her before I crossed. At this point, she was just reaching the edge of the playground, so I was the only one who saw what happened next: A police car suddenly drove through the parking lot and stopped at the stop sign right next to where I was standing, and suddenly I saw my dad in either the passenger seat or the back seat, smiling at me and waving. But a few minutes later, when I arrived at home, there was my dad, watching television in the living room, where he had been the entire time. I never mentioned the incident to anyone until I was much older, as I didn't comprehend at all how it could've happened (I still don't, actually), but I've never forgotten it.

That playground in general holds a lot of memories for me as well. Not only did I attend elementary school there, but even before I reached that age, I would go over to the playground nearly every evening with my parents. Now whenever I happen to go over there, especially around sunset, I can't help but remember all of those times. It's actually inspired me to write several poems and short stories revolving around that playground.

I have a few that are indeed horrific..but I think those would go in the Life issues. Lol.

Haunting childhood memories for me are probably:
Pennywise [It] the clown..yeah, haunts me to this day.XD
The X files song always creeped me out! I don't know why.
Leprechaun
Being yelled at/left alone [still my fear]


Yeah, kinda irrational fears but I was an easily scared kid..

@ -NorthEastFire- & Ivydoodle::
You both seem to have seen things... which reminds me of a time I thought I saw a hanging human skull on the door of a mausoleum in my town's grave yard. I was on the bus going to school and we had to pass the graveyard in the mornings, but we were stopped at a red light and I turned to glance out the window towards the graveyard and I saw a human skull hanging from the mausoleum that's fairly close to the road. It was so frightening, but it was gone in a blink of an eye...

I can't say this memory haunts me... but it does always make me wonder what it was...

@ Sarofest::
That's very sad... I know how old buildings feel...

yea my past..and my biological father chased me with a knife and always yelled at my mother andwahtnot..he was abusive and he did drugs and drunk too... anyway that was along time ago when i was like.. um... 9 and under. i'm 16 now about ot be 17...but yea..

The abuse from my step-father sometimes comes up and bugs me. But mostly it's safely tucked away somewhere. :yes:

Haunting memories...

The nightmare I was doing like... TOO many times..

I was being chased by people with REALLY black big eyes! And to have more fun, I was semi-awaken when I was doing those nightmares, mt grand-mother was wondering why I was making so much sounds and moving a lot upstairs lol

Hopefully, I don't dream of that anymore. But I got another nightmare that makes me cry everytime...

Let me think..
I don't know.. when I was five or six, I had this "dream" (according to my parents) that my Dad made me smoke a cigarette.. seriously.. it seemed so real, as if it had happened in real life.. I remember him forcing me into taking one puff, then running into the bathroom out of breath to get mouthwash or something like that. But whenever I mention it to my parents, they get reeeeally pissed off and tell me that it was just a dream. My dad really is a heavy smoker, though. It seemed very real. And I don't believe it was a dream, I sware.

I don't have memories that haunt me too bad, but dreams seem to haunt me a hell of a lot.
The one that has haunted me the most was about a lady who ate my brother Caleb's liver and my brother Michael's lungs, then was after my stomach. I remember waking up protecting my stomach and falling asleep like that, too.

I have one memory in particular that really bugs me when I think back on it.

I was probably ten or eleven and lived in this huge house with my brothers and parents. My grandmother lived right directly next door and I was playing over there while my mom talked to my grandma. My brother's were outside playing in the creek behind our house and my step-dad was at work. I remember going home by myself (it was literally just a walk across the yard) to get something to eat. I was downstairs in the kitchen when I heard someone shout my name from the top of the stairs. This sounds so bizarre and no one believes me but I swear on everything it happened. The thing is, it didn't even scare me at the time because the voice sounded identical to my great-grandma (she was alive, so not like her ghost or anything...haha) so I honestly thought that she had come over and was looking for us (not checking my grandma's house first) so I called back and no one answered. I even went upstairs and checked all the rooms looking for my great-grandma and it wasn't until I realized that the there was no one there did I actually start to get scared. I ran back to my grandma's and told them but they just blamed it on an overactive imagination.

One other thing happened in that house that I vividly remember. I was at my grandma's watching television (I was a grandma's girl and was almost always over there with her). Anyway, it was dark outside and I happened to look out the window and see a figure walk briskly from the detached car garage across the lawn that separated my grandma's house and my own. It looked a lot like my neighbor Shelby (who I was really close with and she often came over to hang out at all hours). The figure was so vivid and real that I got up and ran outside calling for my friend immediately after seeing whatever it was walk across the lawn. I went to my driveway and saw no one. Our house was located on top of a hill and our driveway went down and met in a circle with the other driveways of the other houses in the cul-de-sac so whoever it was wouldn't have been able to travel down the long driveway and disappear out of sight that quickly. Yet, there was no one there. I went to the detached car garage and found my step-dad inside working on his car. I asked him if saw anyone come through and he said that he had been out there for hours with the garage door up and no one had walked though even though I distinctly saw someone walk from the garage.

Since then I have had frequent nightmares about that house that were all disturbing. I moved out when I was about twelve, only living there for about four years. I'm nineteen now and I would give anything to be able to talk to the people that bought it from us and see if they ever noticed anything strange. Those were the only two incidences though, but it still chills me to think about it. :C

Creepy people. When I was really young I was running home from the store that we lived behind, and I hear one of those whistles, and I look behind me, and in a car is a big creepy looking man. I am so glad I was right beside the door.

Also there was this old man, and my mom told me to stay away from him because he was bad. Well he was a sex offender. We always went to the store and there he was. Always. or we'd see him coming down the street and we'd take of running. I was so scared every time, my heart pounded, and I stayed around the employees or other shoppers at the store.

I have had plenty of encounters with creeps. O-o And I do not like it at all.

I had this horrible reoccuring nightmare that lasted for almost a year when I was ten or eleven. It was the only nightmare that I had that lasted so long and the only one I still remember to this day almost twenty years later. The thing that bothers me the most is that I don't know what caused this nightmare as I hadn't had anything bad happen to me, nor do I get why it lasted so long.

I haven't had this nightmare since, I actually dreaded going to sleep because of this nightmare.

Nightmares now? I haven't had one in years, I actually thank my dreamcatcher I have above my bed. No one can tell me otherwise that dreamcatchers doesn't work -- I haven't had a bad dream since I got it, and I refuse to get rid of my dreamcatcher.

Let's see.... I don't know if it was in a movie or I actually wandered off but I have a memory of coming down some kind of tunnel or pipe. There is cobwebs, or Spanish moss or something over it, and junk scattered on the lawn including jewlery. I looked up and there was some sort of burnt out building.

I remember having a fever dream in which I thought there were giant moths with big rubbery wings outside of the windows. I thought if they got in they would smother me.

I remember choking on something once and the grownups panicking. Someone turned me upside down and pounded on my back. I remember not being scared tho. I was trying to watch TV and felt sort of annoyed by all the fuss.

I had a stuffed dog. One side had a happy face painted on and the other a crying sad face. Sometimes I would cry because I could not cheer up the sad dog.

I always remember my Aunt's street in Holland. I have had dreams so vivid that I have literally pinched myself in my dream, then was so happy that I actually wasn't dreaming. (I left Europe when I was 11 and have never saved enough money to go back) I always go into her kitchen, or talk to someone on the street. Then I wake up, gutted that I am still here. I have to say it hasn't happened for the last few years. I guess I have finally come to terms with Immigrating! It only took 30 years!

When I was little, I had a dream that I was walking by myself to a restaurant that I often went to with my mother, but in the dream the restaurant was turned into a jailhouse, and there was al these scary, scraggly, angry men that were screaming and trying to get out; and I recognized my father as one of them.
I woke up screaming for my father, and there was a thunderstorm, and my baby-sitter had to hold onto me for hours before I went back to sleep.
A while later, my father went tojail, and my mother brought me to visit him; I got my head stuck in the bars trying to get inot the cell to see him...

And I used to watch scary movies all the time, and I was always afraid of dolls because of Chuckie. I even remember peeking over the bathrub to see if he was coming to kill me..

But one thing that botherd me the most is one day when my friend and I were sitting in class after a long walk, and everyone had their heads down, and the lights were off. She and I put ur heads up just for a moment, and there was this shadow that floated acrossthe room, then it stopped and it felt like it looked at us before going back out.
A little while later, a classmate named Phillipe lost his sister when she went into a coma.