Listener Tales 110: Playdates with the Paranormal | Forensic Files

Hey weirdos, I'm Alaina Juice. >> And I'm Ash Ditz. >> [laughter] >> I like Alaina Juice.
But it's also kind of good. >> of weird and gross. Uh this is Morbid, in case you didn't know.
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launch? >> Today. >> Today. >> Today. >> A candle, a Morbid candle, which has been filling my home with the yummiest
smell. I have it under it. >> Yes. >> Um a candle warmer right now. >> Oh, that's the best.
>> It's in the kitchen, and when I walk down the stairs, I go It smells so good. What is the scent?
>> Here it is. >> This is it. She becometh so lame. You can buy a vowel for She Becometh
[laughter] So Lame, and it smells like Sniffy Sniffy. You already smelled it. It smells like
amber and santal. >> It's so clean. >> Yeah. >> It's that clean smell, like I don't know, it's fresh.
>> Yeah. >> Yeah, we're going to put it right here. >> She's going to stay right there.
>> You can have one, and you can also have a horned hoodie, which is really, really
cute. >> horns. >> And literally, you put the hood on, and it's horns. >> Horns.
>> And we love it. >> We were so excited about it. >> Yeah, we've been wanting a candle
forever. >> Yeah, and everybody told us that we couldn't have a candle. >> would give it to us, or like, some
people wouldn't give it to us. Yeah. But some people did. So, thank you seriously.
>> Seriously [laughter] did. >> Marissa at Sirius. >> Yeah, she gets us. >> ass.
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you should do You should go should do You should buy tickets to the live show. >> [laughter]
>> You should go. >> Buy tickets to the live show. >> You should go to Radio City Music Hall
on June 27th, see me, see Elena. I don't know why I did it the wrong way. >> see Ash.
>> See our special guest who we can't announce yet. >> And we're going to have pretty dresses.
>> We are we >> We're so excited for our live stream. >> It's going to be really fun and we have
a fun theme and it's going to be a blast. It's one night only. Tickets are going so get your tickets while they
last cuz we want to see all of you. Bring your friends, have a blasty blast. >> And Elena says you can just wander the
streets. You don't even have to get a hotel. >> Don't even get a hotel. Just wander the
streets. >> Wander the streets until morn. >> In New York. >> Somebody will give you a ride in the
morning. It's New York. >> Somebody will. >> Yeah. >> I don't know if they're reputable, but
>> But somebody will give them to you. >> But anyway, that's why you should come
cuz you can get a story out of it. >> It's true. >> But where the eggs came from.
>> more, [clears throat] don't you? >> Who doesn't want more? >> We all want more.
>> Speaking of lore, you guys send in your lore. >> You did. You sent in much of your lore.
>> Did you see that? >> A great many lore. >> So much lore. >> Yes. [laughter] >> Would you like to start with the lore?
>> Let's start with the lore. I think we I think there's like kids seeing ghosts in this one.
>> Yeah, cuz like you're a ghost. I see ghosts. >> I'm the ghost with the most. >> Yeah, period.
>> All right, so I'll go first. This one is called Kids Say the Creepiest Things.
>> They really do. >> And they do. Can confirm. Hi. >> Hi. >> How are you? >> I just started listening to Morbid about
a month and a half ago. Welcome. >> Hello. >> I'm on episode 161 where you guys discussed the Scream murder while you're
early. >> Early and that's a very brutal one. >> I beg you to stay with us. >> Stick with us.
>> Start sounding a lot better and we got much more professional as time goes on.
>> In the earlier episodes, yeah, clearly. >> Hello. [laughter] >> In the earlier episodes, you guys
announced that you're doing live shows and how excited you were about them. You kept saying live shows 2020, we're
coming for you. And in my head I was screaming, I'm from the future and 2020 ain't it.
>> Yeah, we wish we heard you back then. >> It was very sad and every time I listen
to an episode you girls have to talk about ticket refunds and rescheduling and my heart breaks for you all over
again. >> a rough time. >> It was. Anyways, on to my tale. My name is Danny. Hi Danny. I have my I have a
3-year-old named Miles, not his real name. And since birth he has always been sensitive. When he was 2 and 1/2 we were
laying down to take a nap, what he said chilled me to the bone. Now, he was 2 and 1/2 here.
He said, "I miss my other mama." >> Ew. >> If I was his current mama, I would be so
pissed. >> I'd be like, "What mama?" >> What do you mean? >> I'm your mama. I'm the one and only
mama. >> I sat up confused. "What other mama? Honey, I'm your only mama." "My mama
from when I wasn't Miles." >> What? >> This is like my favorite thing ever. >> This is my favorite thing ever, but if I
have this kid, I'm going to be so scared. >> Yeah, and I can confirm I don't think I
have one of those kids, so >> No, I don't think so. Uh, but your kids are pretty [ __ ]
weird. >> They are weird. >> But like in the most in a fun way in like the coolest way.
>> Yeah, but they don't do this [ __ ] >> They don't. [clears throat] >> I was raised very spiritually. My dad
always said reincarnation was real. He thought I was gifted and explained that our family had a long history of psychic
abilities. I thought he was full of [ __ ] Sure, I get certain vibes around people or places and sure, I've had
dreams where someone else and I felt like I'm reliving a memory and yes, I've absolutely seen things that I can't
explain. Hatman, I'm talking to you. >> Uh, the creepiest. >> But the rational scientific part of me
believed and still thinks maybe I'm crazy or schizophrenic or delusional. >> You never know.
>> Yet, here was my baby saying something so innocent. I decided to play it cool.
"Honey, no matter who your mama used to be, I'm your mama now, okay?" >> Period.
>> That's right. You put You put a period on that sentence. >> He was silent for what seemed like an
eternity. I was half hoping he'd fallen asleep. Then he spoke again. "I was driving my car. I was at a gate
and I was Miles and you were my mama." He said excitedly. I was shook. >> What? >> Fast forward a few months. I had just
buckled him in his car seat after a trip to the gas station. As I was tightening
the straps on his seat, he looks up at the passenger seat. He draws his eyebrows together, clearly confused.
"Mama, who's that girl in the front seat?" >> Oh, you got a sixth sense, kid. >> Yeah, that's scary as hell. My heart
dropped out of my butt. My mind immediately went into production mode. Was there a stranger who just casually
got in my vehicle without me knowing? What the hell? I glanced up to the passenger seat, and there was no one
there. Miles continued to stare at the empty seat. I breathed a sigh of relief. Ghosts were much easier to handle than
living, breathing, fleshy things. And honestly, I agree with you. >> [clears throat]
>> "Can you tell me more about her? Is she old like gran- like a grandma, or like
little like you?" I asked as I finished tightening his straps. "Old like a nana, and she's got orange
hair just like me." >> Oh. >> Miles replied. He kept staring past me. Some ghostly ginger granny was in my
car. It was fine. I'm fine. Everything's fine. >> It was me. >> to be a ghostly ginger granny.
>> That's right. I nodded and said, "Okay, I believe you." That was a great way to
handle that. >> Yeah. >> That was like really weird. A few more weeks went by. He went to We went to our
local dollar store for some last-minute dinner supplies. My husband went inside while Miles and I waited in the car. The
parking lot was absolutely deserted. Suddenly, out of the blue, Miles says, "The little girl behind me says she
wants to go home." >> Nah. >> I'd be checking out of that one. I'd be like, "No, I don't believe you on this
one." >> Personally, I would have left that dollar store. Personally, I would have
abandoned my husband at that dollar store. >> [laughter] >> Right out of there. It was a hot summer
day, and still my whole body broke out in goosebumps, and a chill swept through me. The back of my skull tingled. I
wanted to nope right out of there, but my husband was still inside the store. >> matter.
>> Leave him. He'll He'll understand. >> My eyes darted around the desolate parking lot, searching for someone, some
girl getting into a vehicle or driving or anything that Miles might have seen to make him say that. There was nothing.
>> No. >> A few more weeks went by without incident. No talk of not being Miles, no
talk of anyone who isn't there. Then we took a road trip to see family. As we were driving along the interstate, Miles
looks out the window. I was driving my car and it went off the road and through the trees and into the
water. >> Awesome. Great, Miles. >> Hey. >> become convinced this is not my child's
first time on this earth. He sees things and people who are not there. I try not
to talk about it with him, but any and if he brings it up, I just tell him that I believe him.
>> That's really nice. >> That's really nice. That's a good way to handle it. >> Yeah.
>> I don't know how else to handle it. It's like this fear that the closer he is to
the other side, the less of him I get to have here. I know that might sound crazy. It's not. But in this life, he is
mine. I don't want to share him. >> feel that exact same way. >> Thank you for reading this. Sorry if it
was a lot. This was amazing. Hopefully you can use it in a future episode. >> Miles, even though that's not his real
name. >> I know, that is really cute. >> But he's creepy as [ __ ] girl. >> He is.
>> What are you going to do with that kid? >> I I always wonder if these kids, like I
think when they get older, they like forget this stuff. >> Yeah, they do. I I That's what I mostly
heard. >> But you want them to hold it so that later you can be like, "Tell me everything.
>> [laughter] >> Tell me what is going on." Yeah. >> I know. >> But I think they forget it. So maybe you
continuously being like, "I believe you." and just letting him say it. >> It's probably, yeah.
>> Well, like jog his memory enough that maybe he'll remember it a little more. >> Maybe, cuz I want to know.
>> I definitely think >> most people aren't as validating. Like I I think more often you hear stories where people
are like, "Don't say that." >> Oh, it was a dream or like, you know, you saw something. Yeah.
>> Yeah. All right. Well, that was creepy, Danny. Thank you. >> Danny, that was good.
>> And shout out to Miles. Our next tale is Galveston Ghosties, but not a totally
sad tale. Okay. And this listener would like to remain anonymous. You got to go, Nicholas?
>> Nicholas, we just started. We We're at house. We're at the pod lab. >> You're in the pod lab with Elena.
>> at work. You like Elena, remember? I'm not sure if you're you're a fan of me.
>> Nicholas called me an angel. He told me to be quiet. >> [laughter] >> That was
What did he say? >> Push. >> Pu- Don't I won't push you. I won't push your buttons.
>> "You're pushing." >> I'm not. >> Yeah, sometimes Papa says that. >> You're [laughter] pushing.
>> When I lived at home, I got that >> You were always pushing. >> You're pushing.
>> It's exactly what he says. >> If I wanted a clown, I would have hired [laughter] one.
>> The best one. >> Or I would have gone to the circus. >> Yes. >> [laughter] >> Yeah. I was a fun kid.
Anyway, hello weirdos. As I'm cleaning up my classroom for the end of the school year, I've been listening to your
back catalog. You have that in common with the last listener. >> Thank you. >> Thank you for keeping me entertained
through the hours of checklists and bo- boxing up books. I just heard your haunted lighthouses
lighthouses episode about >> another one of that. >> I know. We haven't done that in a while.
>> Spooky season is a-coming. >> I know. >> This one is about the Galveston hurricane of 1900. I have a super spooky
story for you two related to the hurricane. It will give you both the heebies and the jeebies.
>> Woo! >> This started in 2013. I had recently discovered I was pregnant, so I was
still able to walk around without feeling completely exhausted. Wanting to go out before we had a little one to
take care of, my husband and I traveled from our home just outside of Houston for a date night in Galveston. We went
on a haunted history tour because of course we did. >> Why wouldn't you? >> Yeah, exactly.
>> the opportunity, you go on that haunted tour. >> You got to. You can't really bring
babies on that, so I get [clears throat] it. >> Not really. >> Maybe like a little bit older kids, you
know? >> Yeah. >> But you're doing your damn thing. So, the island is one of the oldest cities
in the country, so we wanted to learn more about the spooky history. Boy, did we?
One of the first stops we made on the tour was to a spot that's now a parking lot.
>> Aw, you put up a parking lot. >> Yeah. Paved paradise, you know? >> Ooh, bop bop bop.
What? >> Brian? >> Brian. >> Nicholas is your name, Brian. >> No. >> It can't be. We already made a name
[laughter] on this. Do you have a brother named Brian? He hopes that he has >> Are you looking for Brian?
Get back to me. >> Yeah. >> Before the hurricane, it had been St. Mary's Orphanage. The story is truly
heartbreaking. The nuns who ran the orphanage were trying to save the children, so they tied them together in
lines like little ducklings with what had been their clotheslines. You can fly? >> Like ducklings.
>> Like ducklings, they fly. You're right. Each line was held by one of the sisters
who tied themselves to the children. >> Oh. >> That way, if one child was being swept
away, the other child and the sister could hold onto them. The lines of children walked through the flood and
the storm to some trees in the area, where they climbed up to try to stay away from the rushing waters.
Unfortunately, the lines of the rope that were meant to save them did just the opposite. As the waters rose, the
children on the lower branches would be swept away by the rushing waters, and they would pull the whole line of
children and the sister tied to them away as well. Out of the more than 90 children who
lived in the orphanage, only three boys survived. The rest were drowned in the gulf.
We listened to the story, and my husband took out his phone. He saw three orbs of
light in the camera. We He lowered his camera, and there was nothing in front of him. And when he [clears throat]
brought up the camera again, they were There they were. He showed me, and we thought maybe it was just a trick of the
streetlights until the orbs started moving. He greeted them with a, "Well, hello there."
>> Aw. That's really sweet. >> That's really cute. >> And they moved even more. Not only did
the orbs move as we stood there listening to the story from the tour guide, they started following us on the
tour. We told the tour guide later on the tour, and they said, "Oh, were you expecting?" Apparently, this is a fairly
common occurrence. >> What? >> That's nuts. >> I love that. >> This would have been a bit spooky, but
that wasn't the last we met with one of those children. My son was about two or three years old
playing in his room and we heard him talking, totally normal. He was playing with his toys. Then we started hearing
him talking to someone. He was having a conversation. That's my worst fear. >> Yeah.
>> Thinking [snorts] that very little of what he was doing because what two or three-year-old boy doesn't have
imaginary friends, we asked my son who he was talking to. He said he was talking to his friend Hayber. He comes
by sometimes to play. We asked him more about his friend. He was an older boy. Oh, that's interesting, sweetie. What
was he telling you? Oh, Hayber said he has to stay in the tree. He has to what? Hayber said that he stays in the tree.
The tree outside your window? No, another tree. He can't come down. He has to stay up there to be safe.
Wam. Wam. Wam. >> I don't like it. >> why did you come to my house? >> why are you here?
>> It was cool when we were on the tour, but why did you come to my house? >> cute when you were orbs. What's going
on? >> That's why when you leave a haunted place, you have to shake every like if
you don't want this to happen, you have to shake everything off and you have to explicitly tell the entities they're not
allowed to welcome to come home. Yeah. They can't follow you in your car, anywhere.
>> We had to do that at the USS Salem. >> And they actually instructed us to do it
like it was serious. We did it at the SK Pierce Mansion, at Lizzie Borden. We've
done it every single time. We do it everywhere now. >> Yeah. Honestly, I'm going to start doing
it at Mom and Pop's house. >> Truly. >> [ __ ] a lot of those there. >> [laughter]
>> So, my ghoulish friends, I couldn't find the names of any of the children who
were there, but I think my son's friend was telling him about one of the sisters
who was in charge of the children, Sister Mary Katherine Herbert. Want to know the other super creepy thing?
Not long after we were talking to our friend who was half Romani. He told us he really doesn't care to go to a lot of
older places because of the fun gift he inherited from his family. He could see ghosts. He confirmed that our house had
several, thankfully very friendly folks that like to hang around. One of whom was a young boy who was chilling near
our son's room. >> That's so wild. >> Imagine getting confirmation of that. Like there's a bunch of ghosts in your
house. They're friendly though. I'd be like that's it. >> Yeah, I would love it personally.
>> But it would make me That would be spooky. >> Yeah, they would be really spooky.
>> that there's like a young kid that like hangs out by your son's room. I'd be like I don't think I'd love that.
>> know about that. >> really want kid ghosts. >> Yeah, kid ghosts freak me out. But also
like old people kind of suck. So >> I know. >> You know what I mean? Like that's the
thing. Like where's the >> There's fun old people. >> I would love like a nice, you know, mid-30s
>> Like a mid-Britney [ __ ] ghost. >> You know, till like mid-40s. >> Yeah. >> You know, like we can chill. Watch
Gilmore Girls. >> All right. >> You know, like I feel like they're they're like I don't really have the
energy to do a lot. >> not even know they're there. >> Huh? Did he say bloody? Who's bloody?
Like bloody hell, right? >> He said bloody. >> Anyways. What? >> Younger. >> Younger? Oh, he thinks a younger ghost
Oh, I'm sorry Nicholas. Are you younger? Oh, did I offend you? >> Wait, what did you think? Cuz I said
like 30s. >> a younger ghost. >> want like >> Nicholas, I think he's saying younger.
>> How old are you? Okay. >> [laughter] >> That's rude. >> Ridiculous. Nicholas, how old are you? Like what age
group are you in? >> Now I am Jim Halperting. >> [laughter] >> Anyway. Let you what?
>> He said, "Hey little mama. >> [laughter] >> Just tell Okay. >> Uh he wants to touch you. Let me touch
is what he just said. I don't think you should be that close. I I like our relationship where it
stands. >> My previous question remains. How old are you? >> [laughter] >> And she doesn't like to be touched.
>> I don't like to be touched, but how old are you? Okay. Our son is much older now and
hasn't spoken about Haber in years, so I suspect he just wanted a friendly kid to
play for for a while play with for a while. >> [gasps] >> The moral of the story is that if you
want your kid to have a super friendly ghost friend who chills in his room and plays with his stuffed animals, give off
friendly parent vibes when you go on ghost tours. If you don't want something following
you home though, maybe don't say hi or go while you're pregnant. That's good advice, I would say. All right, and
shake it off. >> Yeah, you got to shake it off and you got to establish the boundaries.
>> say no, thank you. No, gracias. >> Thank you, babe. Stay here. You you love it here. Stay here.
>> I like that, anonymous. Thank you for that. Uh the next one is Mimi the Shadow. I
already love this. >> [laughter] >> Horrifying. I love Huh? >> Lady. >> Lady. All right, Mimi. Sounds like a
lady. >> Uh Ash and Elena, I came across your podcast during COVID. As it was for the
as it was for most people, my COVID experience wasn't just your typical COVID adventure. I had a newborn,
another child that was potty training, and a child in school. >> That's horrific.
>> I'm so sorry. >> Yeah. >> Uh my middle child had a pre-existing condition and experienced seizures the
few times we were exposed to the virus. >> Oh my god, that's awful. >> You did not have the normal experience.
>> No. >> My youngest barely slept. My oldest also decided this was the time to hold onto
the spiteful feelings for her siblings that tag team ousted her from being an only child.
>> Damn. >> On top of that, I've never ever been a homebody. I wasn't just crawling the
[ __ ] walls during COVID. I would do anything to It's what we want. I don't like that.
What do you want? >> What do you want, Nicholas? >> Before that, he said touch you.
He wants to touch you. What do you It's cold. What do you say? >> It's cold. >> It's cold.
>> I'm cold. >> I mean, I love being cold. Um so, there's that. Uh da da da da da da. I did turn on AC. Oh,
he's like, "Motherfucker, it's cold." Sorry, it was really warm in here. >> I would do anything to hear the voice of
another adult, whether it was talk about a new grout cleaning technique or 12th century cooking impact on Southern
European politics, or how to prepare for next year's taxes with fun new complicated forms, anything. I like to
consider myself as a high-functioning Pisces. So when I found myself trapped with more than my usual downtime, even
after I Marie Kondoed every space in my house, I found myself asking casual everyday questions like "How fast did
DNA evidence help locate the Golden State Killer?" or "Did they really use handwriting analysis to figure out who
Jack the Ripper was?" >> No. >> You know, normal questions. Enter Morbid in in all its glory.
>> Thank you. >> Well, I What? >> Duck. >> Buck. >> Buck. She writes books. >> I do.
Do you want one? I have some. >> She'll sign it for you. >> I'll sign it. Dear Nicholas.
Uh I have several weird stories, visits, and impossible coincidences. This is my
favorite weirdo tale that ended in some self-healing. >> Oh, I love that. >> Despite the hell that was COVID, 2015
was easily the worst year of my life. >> My father died unexpectedly the week my
husband was supposed to deploy overseas, >> which was delayed only a week to attend
the funeral. Within the month, my husband's grandfather and stand-in father figure also passed away. Worse,
my husband deployed after my father's funeral, but before his granddad passed. >> god.
>> My father's funeral delayed his deployment and therefore did not allow enough time leave to actually attend his
own granddad's funeral. >> Oh, that's so sad. >> That's awful. >> Adding my husband's deployment location,
he was unofficially denied attending. It was awful. Furthermore, during my husband's
deployment, I faced a series of adulting situations solo. We just moved 3 months
prior so that I could start a new job in heavily wooded nowhere, Virginia. I didn't have nearby or a very reliable
family. My mom walked out when I was young and Disney hadn't picked up the rights to my stepmother's villain origin
story yet. >> with [laughter] you. Absolutely obsessed with you. >> So, with no one to lean on, even months
after the funeral, I felt completely flattened. I'm so sorry. Our my young daughter had a lonely
birthday, and a few months after that, she started pre-K. It was a struggle to get through the work day, and that is
when I began to notice just how much my already chatty child had begun to talk to herself, a lot.
It is exhausting enough to get up and go to work while taking care of a strong-willed 4-year-old Gemini during
this time. So, I don't really know what finally made me realize that my daughter
was now talking and singing in what seemed like one-sided conversations, sometimes for hours in her room or
outside. >> Listen, she might not have even been talking to ghosts. A Gemini can talk to
a [ __ ] [laughter] wall. But, I I think I think she was talking to ghosts. >> All energy was spent minimally
functioning, and as my daughter is and always has been talkative and imaginative, it wasn't until she started
to sing songs I'd never heard before and repeat "Mimi says, Mimi did" that I even
asked her who this person Mimi was. >> Remember when your middle used to talk about her other grandmother? Yeah. She
wanted to go visit her. >> [snorts] >> One time, she got like legitimately angry at us because we were like, "You
can't go visit her." >> forgot about that. So, I was just saying like, "No, that wasn't a thing." Yeah,
that That did happen. >> She was like upset. >> And she would describe her grandmother's
house, her other grandmother. >> It was pink. >> Yeah. >> Yeah. >> Weird. >> Yeah.
>> And I was like, "You don't have another one." >> And she would get like genuinely upset.
>> Yeah. >> She would. >> So, I feel like it was a place for her. >> I don't know what's going on.
>> Kids are weird, man. >> They are. >> But, actually, I asked about her friend,
who I assumed was a friend from daycare, only to get a really judgmental look of
disgust. On a random trip to the store, my daughter then told me that Mimi never
leaves the house. "Whose house?" I asked, confused. "Our house," she answered. "Oh," I said, feeling like an
idiot and finally connecting the dots. Oh. Oh. Okay. I realized my child had to invent a friend just to cope with our
super depressing home situation. I took it as a sign to start connecting with any potential new friends. I was already
a black belt in mom guilt, so I feel that. So, while I contemplated if imaginary friends are signs of
irreversible damage, knowing that my kid created an imaginary friend also somehow
soothed me. As a military brat, she was already pretty resilient, and the things
they came up with were pretty cute. This was the little push I needed to rejoin the world. I also realized Mimi was a
good friend. She never got into mischief, was never really blamed for anything broken or missing, and always
came up with fun things to create or do. >> Oh, yeah, Mimi. >> I would enjoy songs or games that I
overheard while I cleaned or cooked dinner. Mimi was everywhere, involved in everything. Sometimes I even stoop to
using Mimi's approval or suggestions to get things mini to get things mini struggles, like tying
shoes or brushing teeth over with. Again, this is a Gemini we're talking about. She could talk her way out of
anything, and I needed all the help I could get some days. >> Geminis really do be like that.
>> It's true. When my husband returned from a deployment, having another adult in
the house helped orient my grief back to normal, or as close as you can get after
loss in a series of life-changing events. One ritual I managed to keep was that every night we read three books and
sang three songs. >> Oh. >> One evening, my husband volunteered to start reading, but our daughter said she
was too busy for a book, telling him she wanted to play and needed to he needed to leave.
>> She said, "Get out, please, right now." [laughter] >> He tried to read a few times only to be
repeatedly dismissed as he was interrupting her playing. My husband talked to our kiddo for a few more
minutes, tucked her in, and then returned to our living room, seemingly amused, but off. I was surprised he was
back so soon, so I asked why. "Because I met Mimi," he joked. "Huh?" I was surprised. I realized I hadn't told him
about this imaginary friend. He then described walking into her bedroom after hearing her talking in a one-sided
conversation. "Who are you talking to?" he asked. Our daughter said, "Mimi." "Who's Mimi?" he asked, probably smiling
ear to ear in his persistently optimistic Labradoodle Esquire. I love him. Her little response was so
random that my husband decided to literally act out her response for me. I have to explain that my husband is
very easygoing, not a man of many words, and even less likely to mentally unpack
anything that he's experienced. [laughter] He's adorably oblivious. I wouldn't say
that he ignores things, but if he ever points something out saying that it caught his attention really means
something. He's the most live and let live person I know. >> that. >> To clarify, there are kitchen appliances
that are higher maintenance than my husband. >> [laughter] >> So play acting his response was not only
hilariously random of him, it is still a creepy joke we have. >> [laughter] >> While I was lying down on our bed, my
husband sat down on the floor next to me to act out our 4-year-old's response to
his question, "Who's Mimi?" She is singing and freezes annoyed mid-song. While she's seated on the
ground looking down, she then very slowly, deliberately, and intermittently lifted her eyes. Like they're slowly
moving, then pausing and moving up again. Up like going up a a five-rung ladder. She then locked eyes with her
father and said in an unnervingly hoarse voice, "Mimi's a shadow." >> [laughter]
>> What the [ __ ] What the actual [ __ ] >> [laughter] >> [ __ ] I don't know if I'm equipped for
this. >> [gasps] >> I'm nervous. >> [laughter] >> I would literally be like, "Love you so
much. Good night." >> That's what he That's what he did. He was like, "Okay." >> That would be it for me.
>> I'm out. >> Hold on. I pulled my thingy up. >> My husband said it was so creepy, but we
were already laughing enough when I asked him to say it in in the weird way she said it at least three more times.
We laughed about how odd it was, and I definitely got goosebumps, but we found the whole thing mildly entertaining. I
shared with my husband that Mimi was a better friend than I ever had been. The year of loss and grief put a a lot of
into perspective. I was motivated to make some changes and enjoy life more. Within a few years, we were more
settled, still struggling with the family loss, but Mimi visited less and less. We then moved further north to a
city and stopped Thank you, girl. Um we moved further north to a city and stopped hearing about Mimi altogether.
Ironically, my now teenager has no memory of Mimi despite their harm. Mimi didn't mean any harm. Did he
say arm or harm? Oh, don't harm me. Okay. >> Exactly. >> [laughter] >> Um what? I'm still wondering how old you are,
Nicholas, so let me know. Uh >> What is that? >> Age. I'd like to know your age.
>> [laughter] >> Uh Ironically, my now teenager has no memory of Mimi despite their numerous
songs that I recorded. They're He always says that. He always says that [ __ ] And that's where I sit normally,
so please don't be there. >> Maybe he's a Beyoncé fan. >> Uh to the left, to the left.
>> Their backyard walks to make fairy houses or multi-course tea parties. >> Oh.
>> Several months passed until I had an unexpected call with my grandmother, GG.
GG's the unofficial mayor of her town. >> Amazing. >> for GG. She's in a nursing home a few
states away, firmly within her community. By community, I mean she's literally one phone call away from
bootlegged booze in her room or ride to anywhere in town. >> Queen. >> I have called dozens of times for her to
answer and tell me she has to go because so-and-so is visiting or that she has to
go because she has plans. So, on a call catching up with GG, I'm telling her about our move from the woods to the
city and how different it was. I was going on and on about taking a hike and all the great pictures we took. That's
when she said, "Yes, Mimi always loved that the best." And I felt like the blood drained from
my body. Despite being a bit of a woo-woo Pisces, I'm a professional skeptic. I've had plenty of supernatural
experiences, but I never first assume otherworldly explanations. I feel that. >> I don't.
>> I literally work in facts. So, hearing Mimi's name surprised me. Hearing my very religious GG say the
name that I had only heard in the context as an imaginary friend was bewildering. I got chills, my stomach
did somersaults. That's when I realized I hadn't said anything and GG just continued to talk about the weather and
cute old lady things. I waited for a break in the conversation and finally, as normal sauce as you can, several
minutes after moving out on from a topic, I said, "Who did you say likes the fall? Who Who Who is that?" I tried
not to stutter. "My mother, Mimi." "Well, she went by Mimi. That's what we called her." she explained. She had
never talked about her mother and in her very Tennessee way, she then went on to
inform me all about Mimi's people, family background and their successful careers, football-related achievements,
love of animals and the water and the woods and >> I love when southern people who call
like family their people. >> Like, "Where Who are your people?" >> Yeah, you're my people.
>> You're my people. I love it. >> I went on to learn that Mimi was a very musical person.
>> The song. >> Singing. >> She was a pianist, a violin player, and a singer. This all made sense as my
grandmother was in every singing group that would allow that they would allow her. GG also had a song for the most
random [ __ ] drinking songs, songs about people that don't mind their own business, etc. [laughter]
>> I want to know that song, please. >> The more GG shared, the more I mentally came undone, but I couldn't say anything
other than, "Wow." >> [laughter] >> Mimi was the oldest of three children and had a tough childhood. Apparently,
Mimi's brother mother divorced her deadbeat cheating husband when she was about 10 to raise Mimi and her brothers
on her own. Mimi was kept to a high standard in school and she not only played the violin and piano in
orchestra, she was in debate, glee club, Latin club, core What is choral? >> Like the golden choral.
>> Choral? What's choral? >> Chorus. >> Oh, that's what that is? >> Choral. >> Choral. What is choral?
>> What is choral? [laughter] >> Tell me. >> Chorus. >> And I love Mikey went it's chorus.
>> That's [laughter] why THAT'S WHY I SAID CHORAL. >> FLOURISH. I liked that. What what's
chorus? >> said chorus. Chorus. >> And other clubs with names [laughter] I do not understand. Okay, I'm glad you
don't understand either. She went on to meet her husband and have four children.
GG said she didn't always see eye to eye with her mother, but Mimi didn't put up
with anyone's nonsense. >> Hell no. >> She encouraged GG not to marry young, but rather go to school and make her own
money. This sent my grandmother into a lifelong career in teaching, a gift she uses whenever she gets the chance.
>> Aw. >> I had such an out-of-body experience hearing about Mimi. It never felt like a
mere coincidence that my grand my child's imaginary friend also had the nickname of my late great grandmother,
who happened to only be around during one of the darkest periods of my life. >> even think about that part. That's
really beautiful. >> have never met anyone or heard my child or heard of my child knowing anyone with
that name. This conversation was so upsetting that it took me years to even tell anyone, and I still can't share
this story without getting very emotional. On top of that, this experience never qualified as a tell me
about yourself without sounding batshit crazy kind of thing. So, thank you for having a weirdo platform to share this.
>> The most unnerving part of all of this is that GG is my mother's my mother's mother. So, having any discussion about
mothers, let alone my mother, was taboo or upsetting. Conversations about my mother involved shame, guilt, or the
insistence that I forgive her for her many transgressions. >> that. >> So, hearing that my own GG had issues
with her mom was illuminating. I finally decided I needed to tell GG. With the complexity of our relationship and my
own mother lingering in the background of every conversation like an uninvited specter, it took me nine full years to
tell my grandma about this bizarre coincidence. It also took a while because it never felt right telling GG
randomly through a phone call that maybe her late mother might have been visiting
her great great granddaughter to take care of us while I was a mentally a ghost myself. I couldn't have said the
words out loud if I tried and I did. So 9 years later I finally mustered the courage to share
this experience with GG. At this point she was in a nursing home after a bad fall was having several complications.
She also had found out my mother had recently committed some shenanigans with her bank account.
>> people do that [ __ ] >> That >> We know them. >> Yep. >> We know them. >> I didn't know any of this was going on
when I called and she was so glad just to talk to someone. When I asked if I could share a weird story and then told
her about Mimi the shadow go guest she took a long pause before speaking. The kind any sane person would need to take
if their loved one told them that they were communicating with their dead mother.
When she started to talk I realized she had paused because she was crying. This was out of character and I started
to feel like an idiot. When she finally said, "Thank you. That brings me a lot of comfort."
>> Oh. >> She always has this power positive veneer. So when she went on to open up
about the [ __ ] shitty things going on she admitted her frustration of feeling like a burden and her disappointment
with my mother. All things we had never discussed before. So then I cried. Even though it was due to me saying this
possibly bat [ __ ] crazy thing we were definitely being real. Discussing her mother seemed to open the door to
discuss her daughter with me for the first time in an honest way. It also confirmed that there was still an
unbreakable motherly thread of love and human dignity in the non-stop soap opera
that is my family. >> We heard that. >> We heard. [laughter] >> We were finally able to discuss a
painful and unwelcome elephant in the room that seemed to taint every conversation I had with GG as an adult.
It felt like we could finally move past what had been left unsaid. Since then we've been able to talk more honestly
about anything. I I call her for wisdom anytime. That is, when she isn't too busy entertaining her neighbors or
enjoying a bootlegged margarita. >> absolute icon. >> Mimi's visit seemed to have healed us
both. I've attached some photos of Mimi and her epic bob below. >> I love a good bob.
>> I love a good bob. You need a good bob. >> I kind of want like a [ __ ] ass bob.
That's so >> a [ __ ] ass bob. Even looking at this length on you, it's not quite [ __ ] ass
bob, but like the shorter length, the long length looks incredible, but the short length, you have that like jaw
that just like eats a bob. >> you. >> Yeah. >> I want a [ __ ] ass >> And that's from a hairdresser.
>> I take it seriously. >> hair off. >> Well, maybe I will. Snip. >> Maybe we'll snap clap.
>> Uh so, we're getting some photos of Mimi. >> I'm so excited. >> And an epic bob. Thank you for reading
this and thank you for having the weirdo platform to read these stories. And in true Pisces fashion, keep it
weird, but not so weird that you don't receive a possible message of love and comfort from a deceased relative that
just wants to let you know that you aren't alone when you need it the most. Take it away, Ash.
>> I think you did the best you COULD FOR ME. >> OH, Mimi is a solid. >> That's a [ __ ] ass bob.
>> Also, the over the shoulder just like, "Bitch, you can't touch me." >> "I'm Mimi."
>> She said, "I'm in the glee club. I'm in choral." She said, "That picture is giving I'm in choral."
She's a queen with her little choker. >> Oh, that. That's she's that [ __ ] >> Oh, that's her the glee club.
>> She's that [ __ ] >> Oh, there's more. >> Oh, [ __ ] >> So, let the creep factor sink in. I love
it. >> Mimi was having Oh. I want to have tea parties with my great grandkids when I'm
dead. >> You're going to. >> I'm going to. >> That's You know you can do whatever you
want when you're dead, I'm pretty sure. >> Let's do it. Why did this come undone?
Did this happen? Well, that was >> [laughter] >> You're having a lot of issues over
there. I'm not quite sure, babe. Hey guys, I'm Jacquie or Jackie [laughter] or Jackie. I don't know.
>> They are here. >> Who? >> All the ghosties that love me. They are here. Okay.
Uh but you can just call me the girl who talks to ghosts because that's what my first grade teacher used to call me
behind my back. What a [ __ ] >> What a [ __ ] I know. >> She didn't talk behind your back.
>> even She couldn't even say her name, Jacquie. >> Yeah, Jacquie. >> Jacquie. My ADHD is kicking in real
hard, so there might be some spelling mistakes, and I definitely ramble a bit, but I'm going to just leave this here. I
have to say I love you guys. Or can I just say that my boyfriend finds murder creepy and gets super uneasy when I have
my headphones in and I'm laughing out loud because he knows I'm listening to you.
Thank you for keeping it so weird that I have tears streaming down my face from laughing so hard at the two of you
bullying a murderer. >> Yeah. >> Bullying is only okay when the person is literal human trash.
>> Yeah, agreed. >> Anyways, let me tell you just one of the reasons I don't [ __ ] with any
superstitions. >> Let's go. >> Okay, look. I was always a kind of weird, kind of creepy kid.
>> Me, too. >> According to my mom, I chased away almost all of my babysitters. At first,
they thought it was because our house >> Hi. >> You say [snorts] hi or why? >> Hi.
>> [laughter] >> HI. >> YOU YOU TOOK A LONG INHALE THERE. OH, OKAY. UH, according to my mom, I
chased away most all of my babysitters. At first, they thought it was because [laughter] our house backed an old
Watertown, yes, Massachusetts, >> Hell, yeah. >> uh, cemetery, but they later found out
that at least a couple of them were really just over me telling them about my friends. You know, the man in the
wheelchair, the old lady with the red cane, or whoever else decided to hang outside my bedroom window. We lived on
the second floor. >> That's weird. >> [laughter] >> But don't leave. >> What can I say? I'm friendly.
>> has to say. >> Yeah, I'm friendly and a good goddamn time. My preschool class didn't think
so, though, so none of them ever talked to me. >> Aw. >> I hate that. That's not cool. You're
just a baby. They're adults now. >> She's just a baby. >> I'll fight them. >> [laughter]
>> Selina will fight them. Trust me. I'll fight them. >> I guess they were a little older than
me, but they always pretended that I didn't exist, at least from what I can remember. I remember being in this class
and being ignored by the other kids who are older than me. Anyways, strap in. >> On site.
>> Yeah, we'll fight them for you. Here's the story of my first ever full memory. My school was basically in our
backyard and my mom brought me there all the time. So you better believe my ass was confused when my teacher was in my
room one morning waking me up because I was late for the class Easter egg hunt. >> What? I'm sorry, did I
Did I read that correct? >> [laughter] >> Okay. >> Okay. >> My mom grew up in Somerville during the
Sugar Hill Gang / Whitey Bulger era. >> Oh, no. >> And her neighbor went missing when she
was a kid. Plus, my friend group wasn't exactly kosher for a 4-year-old. So you better believe that my house was nearly
impossible to get into from the outside. "Time to go." my teacher said, "Get dressed. We're late."
>> I hate this in every way that you could hate something. >> are you being kidnapped?
>> Yeah, what's going on? Where the [ __ ] is your Who's your teacher? >> Uh well, I was four so I just went with
it. >> She waited for me to put on my white snow boots and my purple snow suit all
by myself. We were quiet because my parents were still sleeping. >> I'm so upset right now.
Somebody call someone. I'm upset. >> 911, I'd like to report a kidnapping. >> this as it's happening.
>> My teacher took me took my hand and walked me outside to join the egg hunt. I was frustrated because the big kids
were all finding the eggs and I hadn't gotten any. My not-so-tiny legs, your girl is lanky, kept getting stuck in the
mounds of snow she was leading me through. I could retrace every step I took. I could tell you what the big kids
said to tease me. I could reenact the entire day. It was my first real memory. >> What kid is teasing a 4-year-old also?
Give me the names of every one of these kids cuz they're adults now and they deserve to get walloped.
>> Walloped. She's into that word lately. >> Walloped. >> [laughter] >> I like pummeled.
>> So let's fast forward a couple of years when you weren't kidnapped, [snorts] question mark.
>> What happened? I don't want to fast forward a couple year. I'M NOT READY. >> What is going on?
>> [laughter] >> Well, we have to fast forward a couple of years. I'm looking through old photo
albums with my mom or the teacher that stole you. >> [laughter] >> You know, 80s baby style. We come across
this picture of me knee deep in a pile of snow, hair a mess and my purple snowsuit. It's snowsuit. Was that my egg
hunt? I asked my mom. She gave me a confused look. No, this is my first ever memory, the egg hunt with my class.
The look she gave me made me feel self-conscious. Is that how you remember it? She asked. Yeah, with the Winnie the
Pooh school. >> I'm so nervous. >> Now she looked annoyed. I told her it was my first memory and that my teacher
had to wake me up so that I didn't miss it. You still believe that? She asked me.
Obviously. Well, of course. I have very vivid memories of that day. I remember the
picture being taken when I found my first egg. I looked at the photo again and I was holding a snowball. No, Mom. I
remember the egg hunt. >> Oh, no. >> Jack, she said in the sweetest voice. That was the day you got up, got
yourself dressed and went outside to play by yourself. Your dad and I almost lost it when you weren't in your bed.
I didn't remember that, but I started flipping through the album to find the picture of me and my egg. I know you
took the picture. Where is it? I asked my mom. She was shocked. There was no picture.
There was no egg hunt. There was no teacher. There was no school. >> What the [ __ ]
>> But I remember the big kids were always mean. They ignored me. I begged her to
remember. You used to say that, she told when you were younger. The big kids don't like me. You said it all the time.
I remember some of their names though. I remember who picked on me and who just ignored me. The Winnie the Pooh's The
Winnie the Pooh school, Mom. I begged her to remember the classroom she took me to, the room with Winnie the Pooh
painted on the wall. She used my full name when she told me to cut the [ __ ] and that's when I realized something was
weird. Apparently, when I was a kid, I didn't just have imaginary friends. I had an
imaginary classroom. What the [ __ ] >> Apparently my mom and I would sit and play {question mark} in the cemetery for
hours in the mornings. I have real memories of this school, vivid memories. I could draw a picture
of the teacher that woke me up that morning if you asked me to. I used to tell my mom what I learned in school,
colors, numbers, the alphabet. She always just went with it. 30 years later, I found out I actually didn't go
to school. Years later when we were living in a different house. Don't worry, by that point I had younger
sisters so I guess I finally had some real friends. I've never had the guts to look into the
cemetery or reason that I thought I was in school all of that time. >> This is wild.
>> But you can say for some you can say for sure that someone helped me get dressed
that morning. Someone held my hand while I climbed through the snow and I actually heard the big kids laughing at
me when I only found one egg. >> Which also I will still [ __ ] wallop them. >> Yeah, even if they're not real.
>> Yeah. In the afterlife you'll wallop them. That pisses me off. >> This was probably why I couldn't keep a
babysitter for more than one night. >> Maybe spirits were my >> [laughter] >> Spirits were my friends and my teachers.
Even the big bullies that never that even the big kid bullies never tried to hurt me. They just pretended I didn't
exist. >> Maybe because they didn't see you cuz they were just like ghosts and you
weren't. [laughter] >> The story doesn't really have a climactic ending or even a point.
>> pretty climactic I would >> But to this day, I'm very respectful of spirit folklore because spirits were
always friends to me. >> Yeah. >> Ash, I'm going to take this one and say, keep it so weird that spirits just want
to be around you and you want to be and want to be your friends. Definitely keep
it that weird. >> I had no idea at any point during that story where it was going to go next.
>> I thought that you fully got kidnapped. >> I thought you were going to discover
that you had been kidnapped and you were traumatized so they didn't tell you and
they just told you it was an egg hunt. >> [laughter] >> that's our too. >> I thought your mom was going to be like,
[ __ ] Jack. I thought that you didn't know that >> you got kidnapped. I thought we got past
that. >> What? She You just had a whole ghost school. >> That's crazy, babe. >> I'm proud of you.
>> That's wild, babe. Good for you, girl. >> Damn. I'll still hit those kids for you.
>> Hit them. >> They're adults now. I'll hit them as adults. >> [laughter] >> Holy [ __ ]
>> Damn. Crazy. >> This one's creepy, too. >> This next one's called spoopy ass kids
in a haunted daycare. >> All right. Oh, good. Another school. Is this one real? >> I hope so. Hello, ladies. My name is
Hannah. Feel free to use my name because I will lose it if this is ever read on a
listener tales episode. Lose it, Hannah. >> Do you know what I just remembered recently? One time we took a This was
real. One time we took a field trip to this like school and we had to pick old-timey names and I picked Hannah.
Cuz it was of the choices. [laughter] It was of the choices. >> Why'd you have to pick an old-timey
name? >> Cuz we were pretending to be old-timey. It was when I had that crazy sunburn,
remember? With the bubble. >> Oh my god, yeah. With the blister. >> at that It was like a one-room school
that we all went to for like a field trip. >> But why was Hannah an old-timey name?
>> I don't know anything about any of that. >> I picked it cuz one, I think it's pretty
and two, it's a palindrome. >> Oh, there you go. >> Hannah. >> Hannah. >> Hannah.
>> Hannah. >> Hannah. >> I like how you write [laughter] Hannah. >> Like scar. >> You see what I mean?
>> Yeah. >> That's weird. >> randomly remembered that the other day. >> of your first memories. There you go.
>> But not one of my first Was it real? Who knows? >> It was real. >> Cuz of the sunburn. Who can be sure?
>> Trust me, I'm sure. >> That sunburn rocked my life. >> That [laughter] sunburn.
>> Wow. >> I I think it was a third-degree burn. >> I Yes. >> Dr. Dr. H was pissed.
>> I believe it. >> Yeah. >> Anyway. >> Well, there's that. >> You know, Dr. H. So.
>> [laughter] >> I changed the names of everyone involved for you, so no need to worry about them.
Thank you. All right. You two are absolutely hilarious. Oh my god, thank you. I've been listening to you since late
2020 and you both I really is COVID. And you both brought so much joy to this insanity. This These This insanity.
>> [laughter] >> Uh whenever I need a mood booster, I know I can look forward to a new episode
or find an old one to relisten to because you get it and always provide a laugh when it's needed.
>> Aw. I'm a fellow New Englander. >> Hey. >> In the neighboring state of Connecticut.
Uh my youngest one would say "Connect-a-cut." >> Connect-a-cut. >> Yeah. So, all your New England cases
really hit different. I wanted to share this listener tale because it was one of
my best friends' favorite stories to be kept up to date on. She was going through cancer treatment while this was
happening, so it was something I could tell her to make her laugh. She passed away in 2019. I'm sorry. And I miss her
every day. Your banter and love for each other reminds me of her. Power? >> Power.
>> Power, sister. >> [ __ ] that was crazy. Um your banter and love for each other reminds me of her
and I can't thank you and I don't you dare turn him off. >> I saw that. >> Mikey!
>> [laughter] >> I saw that. >> Mikey just tried to silence Nicholas. >> But I caught it.
>> You tried to silence him. >> And it's me HE DOESN'T LIKE? >> NO, YOU'RE THE LIAR. YOU'RE the liar.
SEE? >> WOW. [screaming] >> HE DOES NOT LIKE being silenced. >> I don't know what he just said.
>> CHEATING. >> CHEATING. >> YOU'RE CHEATING. >> Leave this all in. >> threw my microphone off of me again.
>> Nicholas, I'm actually with you on this one. So, maybe you could like >> You know what it is? I got the that mom
peripheral vision. That's like don't do that. Like you just see it happening >> you were scratching your leg to be
honest. >> No. >> [laughter] >> Oh no, he's Look at him owning it. >> Oh no. >> He's going to kill me.
>> What did he say? >> TOO MUCH STUFF. >> [laughter] >> WALL GIRL, don't silence a ghost.
>> He's so mad. >> Somebody already tried to silence him cuz he's dead. >> He's dead.
>> All right, this is a tale from my days of working in a daycare. When I started
at the school, I was given a brief history of the building. It was originally built as a wealthy wealthy
family's house, then turned into a restaurant/bar, and finally became a school. Seems like
a logical progression, right? >> Sure. >> It's an artsy nature-based bougie school
for kids birth to kindergarten. >> Birth. >> In my classroom >> To school you go.
>> There you go. [laughter] >> Learn. >> the 2-year-old room where there was a large fireplace that went floor to
ceiling in the middle of the room. It was raised, so we put pillows in it to make a space we called the cozy nook for
kids to relax in. >> Wait, you let them relax in the fireplace? >> I doubt it was work.
>> Nice. >> My fav >> No energy because he's been silenced. >> My favorite part of the job was
basically telling the kids to sit in the fireplace when they needed to calm down.
Can't say that every day. The teacher said the year before one kid always used to ask, "What's in the nook?" when it
was empty or who's in the nook. I thought they were just trying to [ __ ] with me as the
new teacher, but old ladies was I dead wrong. Sometime in November >> old ladies was I wrong, and I was like,
"Excuse me." >> She said, "Old [ __ ] let me tell you." >> She said, "You elderly fucks."
>> [laughter] >> Sometime in November, one of the boys pointed to the top of the fireplace,
looked at me and said, "It's a ghost." >> Okay. >> All I could think was, "Nope." There was
nothing there, so I ignored it. >> Did she say early November? >> Yeah. >> Bellisthen.
>> There you go. He was two and still learning English, so I just hoped a ghost was another word
for something much less ominous in his language. He [laughter] ended up moving to at the end of the month, so I figured
it was over. Little did I know it was just beginning. >> Oh, good. >> In January, I was sitting behind the
fireplace at the snack table with another girl, Julie. Julie looked at me and said, "There's a ghost." And when I
asked, "Where?" she just casually said, "It's here." >> [laughter] >> You say eyesight?
>> Flashlight. >> Flashlight. Is it dark where you are? Or do you want to see use a flashlight
to communicate with you? Now, you may think, all right, this little ragamuffin heard for this from
someone else and was just repeating it since she was two and what else do you do at two? No freaking way. This girl
was beyond her years when it came to her language. You could have a full conversation with her and convince
yourself she was a kindergartner in kindergarten even though she could fit in your pocket. She was the only kid who
I would hands down believe. I mean, the kid built a Panera out of blocks one morning. How can you not trust her
judgment? I respect [laughter] her skills all day. The next day during lunch, four kids
started laughing, getting really silly and pointing to the spot my old student pointed at in November, the spot above
the fireplace. I should also mention this is like 8 ft off the ground. The teachers couldn't even reach the top.
One of the girls at the table turns and looks me dead in the eye. >> What did she say?
>> He's a grave. >> The grave that he's going to put my kid in. >> girls [laughter]
One of the girls at the table turns and looks me dead in the eye before saying, that's
>> He's going to make you an ornament. >> [ __ ] At least you're decorative. >> Trit?
>> Bribed. >> Bribed. One of the girls at the table turns and looks me dead in the eye before saying,
that's not safe. That baby shouldn't be up there. >> What the [ __ ] >> Again, nothing was there. My heart
dropped into my butt and I was like, yep, it's time to leave this place. The crescendo of the haunting was two days
later. I was having a snack with Julie again when she finally cut when she calmly stated, I can't understand. I
asked about what she was listening to. The school was on a busy road and there was always something fun happening
outside. She looks up from her homemade granola cereal again, bougie bougie ass school with personal chefs, to say,
what's he what he saying? I can't understand what he's saying to me. Now, sitting there, probably hungover from
wine Wednesday I partook in the night before. I'm like, "I don't have the energy for this [ __ ] today." When I
asked who was talking, figuring she meant one of her three classmates also sitting with us, she said, "Him, that
red guy." >> What? >> while pointing to the empty chair next to me. Ladies, my Uber was there. I
looked at at her, my heart now in my toes, and asked her to tell me Success. Success. [laughter]
And I I uh my and asked her to tell me again who uh who it was, and she said, "That guy, that stripy guy over there."
and pointed next to the table. My mind went to a million places at that point. I think, "All right, you [ __ ]
There's either one small child in red stripes walking around or we have accumulated three ghosties, a baby, a
someone What was that? >> Back. >> Oh, you said it so angry. Um or we have accumulated three
ghosties, a baby, someone covered in blood, and an old-time skate escape prisoner. Personally, I wasn't about any
of these options. Best part of all of this, I was the last one to take my break. So, for an hour every day, I had
to sit in the class alone I'm not going to get up again cuz that didn't go well last time, but
That [ __ ] just said his name. He just said Nicholas. He's astute. And Nicholas, you are astute. She had to
spend an hour every day during nap time sitting in a pitch-black room with 16 sleeping children and a
loud ass noise machine going. Oh, that would overstimulate me in a way I can't describe.
>> Oh, I would fall asleep. >> Can't even count how many times everything would be dead silent and one
kid would [clears throat] wake up crying or I'd look up from my paperwork to see
one of the gremlins awake and just silently staring at me from their cot. Nightmare fuel, anyone?
>> You just got to look at them and say, "Don't do that." >> Don't do that. Go back to sleep.
>> None of the children were ever frightened or upset by the ghost. If anything, it would make them laugh if it
thought no one was watching. For the rest of the time I worked there, I walked in and greeted the ghost {slash}
ghosts in the morning to let him {slash} them know we were taking care of the room and we were making sure the kids
were safe. Other teachers are now in that classroom and they let me know that their children wake up screaming during
nap. >> So, it's going a little differently now. >> different. I told them just to greet him
and their kids haven't been bothered since. >> Oh, so he just wanted to be recognized?
>> say hello. Uh the school's chefs have been have seen someone running through the school on weekends.
>> Awesome. >> And heard What did you say? >> Tree. >> I thought you said to me. I was
[laughter] like, "It's you?" >> It's me. >> Um and heard footsteps upstairs when
there are only the two of them in the building. >> That's freaky. >> I've tried researching the history of
the school, but sadly I can't find anything. Basically, I just laughed thinking about that crazy ass ghost
[ __ ] up teachers' days while making kids laugh. I since moved on to a new career as a scenographer. I'm about to
start an evening shift where I expect to see some insanity on a different level,
but I always laugh thinking about my otherworldly friends back at the school. I hope to see you both at a live show
soon. >> You should come to Radio City. >> [laughter] >> Keep it weird, but not so weird that
some little ass [ __ ] kids tell you about the spooky individ- invisible murdered prisoner baby sitting next to
you and then you sit alone in a dark room >> It is strange, man. >> strange. >> And then you sit alone in a dark room
wondering who's watching you. Bye. >> Bye. >> That was a scary one. >> That was spooky.
>> I like that it was an either a baby, someone a bloody man, or an old-timey prisoner.
>> What have you? >> All of those are really scary. >> That's scary [ __ ] >> Yeah, that's spooky.
>> Those were good. >> Wow, if you guys have listener tales, please send them in to
morbidpodcast@gmail.com with listener tale somewhere in the subject line. >> Yeah, Nicholas will love it.
>> He'll appreciate it. >> He literally said his own name. >> He said his name. >> That's actually wild. He was like, "Say
my name. Say my name." >> [laughter] >> And then he was like, "I'll do it." He was like, "I'll do it."
>> [laughter] >> Maybe he is a Beyoncé fan. >> He said, "Tell me about it." >> Is "Say My Name" Destiny's Child?
>> Uh yeah. >> Beyoncé's in that, right? >> Yeah. See? >> Yes. >> Do you like Beyoncé?
Are you IN THE BEEHIVE? >> [laughter] >> THE WAY HE SAID, "TELL me about it." He got a little
All right. Well, we love you. >> We do. >> We hope you keep listening. >> We [laughter] hope you keep
>> it >> weird, but not so weird that you don't reach out to Beyoncé until we got a fan
in the office. >> Am I right, Nicholas? >> From the afterlife. Got anything else to
say? He doesn't like to be put on the spot.

Weirdos! Has a child ever traumatized you by vibing with the supernatural? This month, DebDeb has cultivated a batch of tales where the kids play nice with people that have crossed the veil. The best part? They are brought to you By you FOR you and ALL ABOUT YOU!

If you’ve got a listener tale please send it to Deb by emailing us at Morbidpodcast@gmail.com with “Listener Tales” somewhere in the subject line, and if you share pictures, please let us know if we can share them with fellow weirdos! :)

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Brief Summary

Listeners share spooky tales of children seeing ghosts and connections to deceased relatives.

Key points

Listener Tales: Kids Say the Creepiest Things. A mother shares her child's eerie claims of a past life and ghostly encounters.
Galveston Ghosties: A Haunting History. A listener recounts a haunted history tour and chilling experiences with ghostly orbs and a child's imaginary friend.
A COVID Experience. A mother shares the challenges of parenting during the pandemic.
The Shadow Friend. A child's imaginary friend named Mimi takes a mysterious turn.
Unexpected Connections. A grandmother reveals a surprising link to a child's imaginary friend.
A Comforting Connection. A touching moment where a granddaughter shares a ghostly experience with her grandmother, bringing comfort.

Episode highlights

Episode quotes

What do you mean? I'm your mama. I'm the one and only mama.

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Tension

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