So this happened about 10 years ago now. I have to start by saying I am a mother of 2 beautiful girls. Both born by C-section. I know its a strange detail but it is important.
When my eldest daughter was around three, a friend and I decided to take both girls to a ghost town near the little town we lived in in Idaho. Everything was going great, most of the buildings were roped off so you really couldn’t get to close to anything. It hadn’t been a ghost town for very long. In the window of one of the houses was A land before time VHS tape. But it was fun. We were almost done walking through the paths when my little blond baby looked at me and said,
“You are not my mom.”
I told her “I am your mom, I have the scars to prove it”.
She looked back at me and then said: “My mom and dad were shot by bad guys.”
She looked so serious for a 3-year-old. I picked her up and hugged her, and reassured her I really am her mother. Then I got the creepy baby out of the ghost town as fast as I could.
It took me another 10-years before I would let her anywhere near another ghost town. This last time went by with no creepy incidents. But I will never forget hearing my baby tell me that I am not her mother. Still gives me the shivers.
Submitted by Cassie Murphy to Wierd Darkness and My Haunted Life Too
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