Okay, in early 1990, I worked for a volunteer-based security group. We didn’t have a radio license for real walkie-talkies yet, so we had a set of headsets that worked off some common household frequencies. These frequencies were used for child’s walkie-talkies, cheap cordless phones, drive-thru speakers, baby monitors, and such.
During an outdoor distance test, I picked up some lady’s cordless phone where she talked about gross medical stuff, but she couldn’t hear us to get her to stop.
So while testing a battery replacement, I picked up a two-way baby monitor in a nearby apartment. There was a baby fussing and the sound of some woman doing dishes. “I’ll be right there, hon…” the woman said.
On a whim, I pushed “TALK” on my headset, and said with a loud, demonic voice, “FEED. ME!”
Then I heard the shattering of dishes.
That was hilarious when I was 21… but after reading this, I feel bad. :(
Sorry, lady stranger.
I used to babysit two kids, and they each had a video monitor that picked up sound. I put them to bed and was sitting downstairs doing homework, and I thought they were both asleep because it had been like a half hour since I had put them in bed, and neither kid was shifting around anymore. It was silent except for their breathing through the monitors. It was pitch black outside and the parents wouldn’t be home for another couple of hours.
All of a sudden I heard a little kids voice singing. I couldn’t tell what the voice was saying, but it sounded really creepy. I looked at the monitors, and neither kid had moved.
Went up to their rooms and checked on them both. Apparently the younger one (3 years old) would sing to himself when he couldn’t sleep, and his mom didn’t tell me that. He was laying perfectly still singing softly, and I nearly shit myself when I heard it through the monitor.
I used to babysit two small kids (3 and 6 at the time) and would occasionally put them to bed. The parents told me the younger one was afraid of the dark and would probably ask me to lay in bed with him until he fell asleep. I put the 6 year old to bed in her room and go to lay down with the little boy…about a half hour later he had just fallen asleep and I was ready to sneak out of the room when I heard grunting and rapid flopping noises from the other kid’s room (it sounded like she was having a seizure). I rushed over to find that she was flinging her arms around on the bed like a rag doll. She looked possessed! Apparently she did this almost every night because she didn’t want to go to bed. Her parents didn’t warn me of that before going out for the evening. It was terrifying.
I was baby sitting my niece once while I was staying at my brother’s place and they had the baby camera setup so I could see her on the little tv it came with. I was studying and started dozing off when I heard some whispering and realized it was coming from the monitor, though I initially thought it was some feedback or something, but when I looked at the tv there was a dark shadow near her crib. I have never been more terrified in my life but the shadow was clearly there where it had not been before. I ran to her room and looked around and saw nothing but I took her the hell out of there. I went back to the tv and the shadow was clearly gone. I told my brother what happened and he pulled me aside and told me not to mention it to my sister in law because she’ll freak out, but that he had seen that same thing several times now, with the same whispering. They stayed in that house for about 4 more years and when my niece was just learning to talk she would tell her mom about her “special friend”. This to this day scares the shit out of me. When they moved out, my brother told me my niece had become inconsolably sad because she would miss her “friend”. Her mom would tell her she could bring him along but all she would say was that he couldn’t leave the house. We have never to this day told her about that damn shadow, and she apparently never saw it.
My goddaughter told her mother that mom-mom came to visit… She thought her ex mother in law stopped by while she was at work but the kid goes “no mommy, your mom.” And points to the corner of her room. Ever since she was baby even when she was just babbling, she would seem to be having a conversation with someone in her room. We would hear her over the monitor, babble and laugh with pauses in between as if she was listening and responding. When one of us would go get her in the morning or after a nap, she would be staring into the corner of the room, just staring or sometimes talking until she noticed one of us come in.
I guess this would be the best place to leave my baby monitor story.
My family used to have a baby monitor set up at the top of our stairs so that when myself or my brother were downstairs on the family computer, my mom wouldn’t have to yell to us to come upstairs, she could simply talk at a normal level near the monitor and we would know to come up. It was really handy actually. Anyways, one night I am home alone as my parents are at my brothers hockey game, and I am downstairs on the computer playing Roller Coaster Tycoon. The monitor was always on full volume and as a kid, anytime I would hear a crack or a noise I would obviously stop playing and listen carefully.
Well on this particular night, I heard a bang, nothing that was too startling, kinda sounded like a cupboard door shutting. I paused my game and stared at the monitor. I then heard my front door unlock, the door didn’t open, I just heard it simply unlock. My heart dropped, it was eerily quiet. About 10 seconds after the door unlocked I heard a massive loud bang, like someone stomping on the hardwood upstairs, and the baby monitor went to loud static. I immediately start crying and hid under the computer desk for an hour before my parents came home. When my parents got home they asked me if I had let anyone in because the door was unlocked, I explained what happened but they couldn’t figure anything out. There was nothing taken, then baby monitor was still plugged in, and there were no signs of anyone else being in the house. To this day thinking about that night gives me chills.
I was at a friend’s house one night, and she was putting her little boy to bed. Her baby monitor had a camera built in and was installed at the foot of the crib. She also had one of those mattress sensors in the crib.
Well, we are sitting down, watching a movie and the receiver for the monitor is on the coffee table in front of us. The sound sensor spikes and the screen goes white. She picks it up, and all you can make out on the screen is an eerie face. We go running into the room and her kid is sound asleep. We look around and don’t see anything strange, so we go back to the movie.
About 10 minutes later, the same thing happens. I get up quietly and sneak into his room, while she stays on the couch. I catch the kid standing up in his crib, with his face right up against the monitor. He is smiling like crazy and giggling. He looks over at me and quickly lays down and acts like he is asleep.
I let her know what’s up, and she laughs it off… a few nights later she tells me the same thing happened to the monitor, but her boy was sitting on the couch next to her, at the time.
Honest to God true story. While I could go on for hours telling stories of my uncles house, this is probably one of the strangest and most unexplainable.
So my uncle and his then girlfriend had just had my little cousin (who is now 13). He was about a week old. They get him all cozy in his crib and put the baby monitor right next to him before they go downstairs to watch some TV. He was just a baby so he couldn’t walk or stand or anything, and his crib was in their room.
They’re downstairs watching TV for about two hours. During that time, everything is completely silent other than the sounds of his little baby breathing noises. Eventually, they call it quits and go up to bed.
Now they have had other strange things happen in the house prior (and after) this, but this was one of the creepiest. They walk into the bedroom, and every door on every closet, every drawer, and every window was wide open. (It was on the second floor so there was no way someone had crawled in through a window silently).
The creepy part is that they didn’t hear anything. If someone had broken in, there’s no possible way that they could have been quiet enough that the doors wouldn’t have squeaked and that no one would have heard footsteps – the monitor was sensitive enough to detect my cousins breathing.
The baby was still soundly asleep and nothing was missing.
My daughter is now almost two and has long since moved into her own room. We have one of those video monitor things where you can see/hear the baby on this little tv thing or you can turn the picture off and just get sound.
So one night maybe a month ago I’m sitting in bed, scrolling through reddit or something and I start hearing my daughter babbling to herself. Now, it’s really late, like one or two in the morning. Much later than she is ever awake unless something is wrong and she is sick or cutting a tooth or something. So I turn the picture on the monitor on and see her standing up in her crib facing sort of diagonally away from the camera. I can see her hands in front of her but only like half of her face. Now is a good time to mention that we have been teaching her ASL since she was about 3 months old and she has been responding and conversing in sign since about 10 months.
I can see her signing things like “nice” and “silly” and “fun” and oddly enough,”no”, “don’t like” and “bear”. Of course being the good and loving mother I am(and really not wanting to deal with an overly sleepy baby in the morning) I get up to see what the heck she is doing. When I get to her room she is still standing up and signing/babbling towards the far corner of her room. I ask her what she is doing and who she is talking to and she signs/says(as best as she can) “friend” which she does with her whole hands and not just her index fingers and signs “bear” again. I tell her that no, see Bear(who is actually one of her stuffed toys) is in bed behind her not in the corner of the room but she just giggles at me and signs/says “silly” and “mommy”. I can see she is wide awake so I sit down in the rocker next to her bed and try to figure out what woke her up but all she will tell me is “friend” and “bear” and occasionally duck down like she is hiding and making shhh noises.
I finally get fed up and ask her who Friend Bear is and her response literally gave me chills because she doesn’t speak well yet but she managed to say, very clearly and with the most serious face a 20 month old can pull off, “No name, no name, shhhhh”.
Well now I am well and truly freaked out so I tell her to ask “No Name Friend Bear” to go home because it is too late to play and I did what any good loving mother would do. I gave her a pacifier, went back to my room, turned off the monitor entirely and hid under the overs in my room where my good and loving husband would protect me from nameless invisible bears.
10. Oh, hahaha
Yes, it was creepy when it happened until I figured out what it was. I have a son and he wasn’t even talking yet when I heard the alphabet sung by a girl through his monitor. It scared me and I went and got my sister and we sat there and heard it again.
We live across the street from a daycare. It was creepy until I remembered that.
Baby breathing heavy all of a sudden. That’s the worst feeling.
12. Guardian angel
I don’t have kids yet, but apparently when I was little my parents you to hear an indistinguishable mumbling coming from my room on a weekly basis that was blatantly a mans voice. These were the same nights as when my toys would turn on and start playing music in the middle of the night. I have no idea if this is true or not, but for as long as I knew her, my grandmother she use to say that my grandfather (he passed away when I was just over a year old) was always watching over me.
When my daughter was about 8 months old, I was in her bedroom cleaning while she was playing in her crib. I had her monitor turned down, but when I noticed the red lights moving, signaling noise, I turned it up. I heard, plain as day, a child screaming something along the lines of “I’m sorry, no!! Please, no!!!” The worst part is that I could actually hear him being hit. Not slapped, but seriously beat. I lived in a heavily populated area of Pittsburgh, so there was no telling where this was happening. I grabbed my daughter and ran outside anyway, hoping to hear the child scream from an apartment or house so I could call the police, but I couldn’t zero in on it. Such a horrible feeling, not being able to stop this poor child from being beat. I never looked at any of my neighbors the same.
This isn’t something I heard from my kid’s room, but it was something creepy heard over a baby monitor. I did at home care for a little while, and there was this one client I had a couple of years ago. The lady I assisted had dementia, and she was just at the point where the good days were fading. We had a baby monitor in her room so we could hear when she was waking up. I’ll go ahead and mention that we also had bells pinned to her sheets so that when she was trying to get up on her own (fall risk) we would hear the bells jingle. It was common to hear her down in her room talking to “that man.” Asking “who are you?” and “what is it?” to an empty room. One evening her and I were in the living room together by ourselves, and I heard the bells start jingling on their own over the baby monitor. There was no ceiling fan, the AC/heat wasn’t running, no windows were open. I always had bad feelings in her house, with things like cabinets opening and one really creepy time where it sounding like footsteps coming down the hallway which really scared me. I’m honestly glad I will never have to go into that house again.
Not me, but my grandmother tells this story pretty often whenever any sort of ghost conversation comes up.
My parents moved into this old house in CT when my middle brother was a baby and my oldest brother was about 10. I was not born yet. The house was pretty haunted, to the point that to this day my oldest brother wont talk about it. After several weeks of finding him sleeping in the hallway outside my parents door, they decided maybe he needed a little vacation. At this point my parents were in denial about their undead housemates, so they didn’t mention my oldest brother’s behavior to my grandmother who agreed to watch my middle brother while my parents took him to Disney World. The first night my grandmother stayed at the house she a woman talking about my brother through the monitor, then she heard some faint singing. Wanting it to be something logical my grandmother assumed she left the TV on in the bedroom (my brothers crib was in my parents room)
She went up there, no TV, no radio, just my infant brother laughing at absolutely nothing.
My grandmother basically spent the rest of the week terrified, and wouldn’t go back to our house after my parents returned. She had some other strange things happen, but notes the baby monitor talk as one of the scariest experiences she’s ever had.
My parents toughed out that house for about a year, until one day all the china came flying out of the china cabinet. My mom says she’s never packed and gotten out of a house that fast. They stayed in a hotel until they sold it.
My uncle has a handful of stories, but I’ll tell one of the better ones. One night over the baby monitor, they heard whispering and what sounded like my cousin’s voice. Strangely though, they heard another voice that sounded like my grandma’s (she passed a year before this). They go into her room and asked her who she was talking to, and she says “I was talking to grandma, she helped me find my doll.” The doll WAS on the floor, but when they checked on her, it was in her crib.
Not my story, but my brother told me a few years ago he woke up in the middle of the night hearing his son crying his eyes out then a low man’s voice saying “shhh be quiet” then silence. He ran in to the room and the baby was asleep and no one else around, creeped me the fuck out
My husband went upstairs to put my son to sleep, he came back down and we started watching a movie. The window was open and we could faintly hear our neighbors’ dog barking two houses down.
I look over at the video monitor (in night vision mode) and see my son standing up and a WOMAN WALK IN AND PICK HIM UP. He gladly went with her.
I was just in disbelief.
Told husband to go check, he went up there and kiddo was lying there like “trying to sleep here…what’s your deal?”
He came back down and we just kinda sat there dumbfounded until we heard the neighbors dog barking again…but on the baby monitor in our sons room.
Took us about an hour to finally realize they had the same monitor as us and we were watching their kids room.
One night, as my husband and I were getting into bed, the lights and television began to flicker. Our six month old son was asleep in the next room, and we heard loud screaming coming from the monitor. With the power still cutting on and off, I went over to check on him only to find that he was sound asleep. I returned to our bedroom and I heard crying again through the monitor. At this point all the power on the top floor had cut out. Dutifully, I went back into the nursery assuming he had woken up again. He was still asleep. At this point I realized it wasn’t him. “That’s not our son.” I said, gesturing to the monitor. At this point, we just stared at each other, exchanging our various WTFs.
It’s probably completely explainable, but we’ve never heard anything else through our monitor. Also, the nature of the power outage was strange and isolated to a couple of rooms. We later discovered it was a bad outlet in a room we use for storage. We also live next to a small cemetery.
So apparently, baby monitors can get hacked. This was a few months back and I was at my SSgt’s house. We were sitting in his living room, watching sports and discussing my future in the Marines (I had just gotten out of Bootcamp) and there’s a baby monitor (audio only) sitting on the table. His newly-born daughter of 2 weeks was in the room down the hall.
As we’re talking, a distorted voice announces that if he doesn’t leave a large sum of money at the park on a bench, he will hurt his daughter.
So naturally, both of us fearing for his newly-born daughter’s life, we sprint scramble through his living room to the kitchen. He hands me his M4 and magazine and snatches a personal sidearm used for home defense from a drawer.
We sprint down the hall, basically kicks the door off it’s hinges, and scan for any would be intruders. Needless to say, there wasn’t any, although his wife wasn’t too pleased when she found out we staged an armed assault on her daughter. They ended up staying at a friends house for a few days and got a new baby monitor.
We were at a party, where my friend and his wife went to check on the baby, who was sleeping upstairs. It turned out, they forgot the baby monitor downstairs, on the table. As it is voice activated, it turned on, when they entered the room, and transmitted their conversation to everyone, including the part, where the wife agreed to a quick blowjob. We were polite and switched off the baby monitor, but their face was priceless, when they came back downstairs, and noticed the baby monitor on the table.
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