The Mystery of the Night Toddler: A Personal Experience
I have been living in the same apartment complex for over 10 years, and my next-door neighbors, an elderly white couple, have always been polite but kept mostly to themselves. Over the years, something very strange has been happening with them—or rather, around them.
It all started with a toddler.
The first time I saw the toddler was late at night, around 1 AM, as I returned home from work. The child stood at their door, staring directly at me with an unsettling expression. There was nothing warm or friendly about their eyes, just a cold, almost accusing look.
At first, I thought I was imagining things, but it kept happening. Only on nights when I came home very late, the toddler would be there. During the nights I stayed home, I would sometimes hear the sound of a child crying, laughing, or singing from their apartment. The voice sounded like a normal toddler’s—innocent and playful. But the odd thing was that this child only seemed to exist at night.
What’s even more disturbing is that over the past 10 years, the toddler hasn’t grown at all. It looks exactly the same as it did the first night I saw it.
My life has gone downhill since I moved here. I can’t explain it, but it feels like a curse has been placed on me. The night I first saw that toddler, everything started to fall apart.
I have a decent job, but somehow, I never see the results of my hard work. My salary just seems to vanish, and I can’t account for it. Every time I see the toddler, something bad happens the next day. It’s as if its presence brings misfortune.
On many mornings, I wake up to find toddler poop on my doorstep or even inside my car. It’s baffling and humiliating. I clean it up, but the message feels clear: something or someone doesn’t want me to be at peace.
This strange occurrence has deeply affected my family. My older child, now seven years old, attends school and is doing her best to grow and thrive, but the heaviness of our lives weighs on her too. I worry constantly for her safety and her future.
I can’t say for sure what’s going on. Is it witchcraft? Is there something supernatural happening with my neighbors? I don’t know. All I know is that the toddler, or whatever it is, has been haunting my nights and cursing my days for a decade.
I’ve considered moving, but I fear that whatever this is might follow me. Or worse, it might take revenge if I try to escape.
If anyone has experienced something similar, or knows what this could be, please share your thoughts. I feel trapped, and my family’s well-being is at stake. I just want my life back.
Whatever the explanation may be, one thing is clear: this is no ordinary child. And my neighbors? Well, I don’t know what role they play in all of this, but I can’t shake the feeling that they know far more than they let on.
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