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Reincarnation Stories

Reincarnation Stories

Scary reincarnation stories and sppoky tales of people who may have lived before.

Reincarnation Stories

My Other Mommy

At a family dinner, my grandmother told me about something strange that happened when I was 4 or 5 years old. My grandmother lived in South Carolina and had come to visit us for a few weeks. She was babysitting me and we were playing in my room. She hadn’t seen me for a while and she wanted to make conversation.

According to my grandmother, she asked me how I liked living there and I told her I liked it a lot.

“Do you love your mommy,” she asked.

“I love her a lot better than my other mommy,” I replied.

My grandmother wondered what I was talking about and asked, “What other mommy?”

I told her, “A long time ago, I was living with Daddy and my other mommy. Mommy got really angry and Daddy tried to protect me. We both died and went to the other place. Then the people there told me I deserved a better mommy, and they sent me back here.”

Apparently, everyone else at the table remembered the event. Our family is Catholic, so it was a bit of a taboo subject. My grandfather tried to dismiss it, saying, “It was just the babbling of a 5-year old child.” Maybe, but sometimes I still wonder…

My Doll

When I was a little kid, my mom liked to go shopping at antique stores. One time, she took me to a shop and I saw an old doll standing in a glass case. I told her that the doll was mine, from when I lived before. She told me that was nonsense. I insisted that the doll was mine and her name was Dolores. She the store owner to remove the doll from the case. It was the kind of doll where the head, neck and a small portion of the chest and back were wooden and the body was cloth. As she was looking at the doll, she noticed a carving on the back of the doll’s neck. It read, “Dolores”. My mom got freaked out and wouldn’t buy the doll. We left instead and all the way home, I complained that she didn’t get me my doll.

Car Crash

When I was younger, I had a recurring dream in which I was in a car crash. I could see distinct details about the scene, like the surroundings, a gas station and a McDonalds nearby. The car we were driving was blue and I was in the passenger seat. There were 2 other people in the car with me wh seemed familar, but I didn’t recognize them. I could see the face of the driver but not the person sitting on the back seat. Every time I had the dream, a big black truck would come out of the gas station and ram into the side of the car and I would wake up. After having the same dream a couple of times, I decided to tell my mom about it. She told me not to worry. After all, it was just a dream. One night, when we were staying in my uncle’s house, I had the dream again and I woke up screaming. He told me to tell him about the dream. As I was recounting the events, his face slowly turned pale. I’ll never forget what he told me next. Apparently, some years back, my uncle had witnessed the exact same accident and he tried to help the victims. They were badly injured, but the only one who had died that day was the person sitting in the passenger seat. It shocked him so much that he remembered the exact date it happened. It was about 9 months before I was born. After that, I never had the dream again.

San Francisco Earthquake

My dad grew up in San Francisco and my grandma had some creepy experiences with him when he was a kid. She told me he had some imaginary friends that would come to visit him in his sleep. He told my grandma that whenever he lay down to go to sleep, he would climb out of his body and there would be a bunch of kids in his room he would play with them. My grandma assumed it was just his imagination and she asked him what his friends’ names were. He told her all their names and even described the clothes they wore. She happened to be reading a book about that Great San Francisco earthquake in the 1900s and she recognized the names of his imaginary friends. They were the names of children who had died in the earthquake. Then, she realized my dad had been born on the anniversary of the earthquake. It creeped her out because she believed he was just playing with his old friends because he had been one of those kids in his past life.

Mary and Mary

My name is Mary. I was named after my grandmother. She died before I was born. My mom told me that, one day, when I was 3 years old, I was sitting at the dinner table, humming to myself. All of a sudden, I stopped, turned to my mom and said, “You know, I used to be your mom.”

My mother wasn’t paying much attention and just responded, “Oh really?”

“Yes, I was Mary then too,” I continued. “I took care of you and then I died and now it’s your turn to take care of me.”

When she heard that, my mother dropped what she was doing and stared at me, but I just continued humming as if nothing had happened. Kids say the creepiest things.

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  • OMG! I love these re-incarnation stories! But the one I’m gonna tell you guys are true, My Dad/Mom told me this before and this happened when I was like 3-4 and it has been 10 years:

    One time me my sister,dad and mom was in the living room watching TV and I was playing with my dolls and suddenly I go up to my mom and say “There’s the devil baby in there, We should kill it when mommy gives birth to it.” My family got so freaked out by it. But that’s not all cuz that’s when I was 3 yrs old. When I was 4 my brother came (which was the devil baby) and my Dad told me and my sister to make some cards for my mom to congratulate her for the birth but I said “No dad, brother doesn’t deserve this because he is the Devil’ child and he will kill us.” My dad grounded me for 3 days 😂.

    Anyway I love these stories. Pls make more SFK! ☺️

  • This just makes me think of how hopeless everything is. We are perpetually trapped in this endless cycle of life. Is this a blessing? Or is it a curse? It may be that everyone goes through reincarnation, there are just a few who actually remember a past life…

  • I constantly have deja vu, and feel like my parents hide some factor of the past so now i’m kinda scared

  • This isn’t ENTIRELY relevant, but, it’s a true and creepy story all the same.

    When I was maybe 3 years old, my mom and I went to a cemetery to see my great grandfather who was buried there. I was all happy and carefree, playing with the flowers and such, when I pointed to a certain area and got really scared and said, “Momma, the man. The man is there.” There was no one where I had pointed, and certainly no man. We were alone. We left that area, and everything was fine. When we walked back that way to go to the car though, I got frightened and pointed again. “Momma, the man is back.” We hurried back to he car.

    So, that’s a story. I don’t believe in ghosts, so I don’t know what that was. It was 9 years ago and I have no recollection of any of it.

  • I don’t know about reincarnation but sometimes when Im half awake or listening to a certain song, vivid memories will come flooding back so strongly that I’ll start crying. The other day I saw a girl in a car when I was driving to a Doctor’s appointment and I just felt so overwhelmed. I wanted to give her a hug. I really, REALLY felt like I knew her. Her name was on the tip of my tongue. When she saw me, I gave her a weak smile, and her mouth just dropped open and she stared at me in disbelief. She was so focused on me that she didnt even notice when the light turned green.

  • I don’t remember this incident, but my mother has told me about it a couple times. I was 5 or 6 at the time.

    My mother and aunt were sitting in the living room, watching a documentary on the Discovery Channel or something. I was in the living room, playing with my dolls.

    The documentary was about the Zodiac Killer. The were talking about a murder that took place in a park. I looked up at the TV, then looked at the two of them.

    All I said was, “That’s not how it happened.”

    I went back to playing with my dolls like nothing happened. It freaked my mother and my aunt out. To this day, the three of us believe I used to be the girl that the Zodiac Killer murdered.

  • It’s so weird, I posted my comment it says 5:05 a.m
    and my laptop say 8:05 p.m
    There’s a huge time difference

  • I always wanted to be a re-incarnated soul and remember something about my past life but since nothin happened to me of that sort, I stopped believing in them :(

  • Wow! Those are really interesting stories! I believe in reincarnation, too! I like the Mary and Mary one!

  • Wow… These are just superb…And creepy too.. I do believe in reincarnation….

  • When my cousin was a very little she often used to say to me, ” You really shouldn’t have fed me rice but i forgive you” or “i forgive u for killing me” at first they didn’t make any sense but then oneday i realized when i was about 3 or 4 i had a pet baby bird and i fed it rice once and it choked on it and died now it feels creepy that my cousin may also be my pet bird

  • I have a reincarnation story.

    Last night I had a vivid dream about the Titanic and I seen myself standing there. After I woke up memories came flooding back I was reincarnated from a girl who died on the Titanic.

  • good stories i know some reincarnation stories which are more interesting.

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