I will start my story by saying that I personally have always had feelings of something strange or just out of the ordinary at my grandparent's house, but this story is about my son.
I was a very young mother having my first son when I was 16 years old. When I turned 20 my second son was born. I was living with my parents but their house began to get quite crowded for everyone living there so my grandparents were kind enough to invite my boys and me to live with them. They lived just across the street from my parents and had always been a very big part of my life. By that time I had already had plenty experiences of just eerie feelings in their house, most of which was centered on the far end of their basement.
Me and my youngest son stayed in the "play room" where all the toys from my childhood were, as well as some from my dad's, were kept. My eldest son slept with my grandmother. Well the location of my room was right above the end of the basement where I would get all the creepy feelings, but I had never had any bad feelings in the play room.
When my youngest son was around the age of 2 or maybe a few months less, he was beginning to talk fairly well and began having small conversations with all of us. Well to my surprise one day we were in the living room just playing in the floor. Out of the blue my son looked at me and asked, "Do ghosts have eyes?". This completely floored me because I didn't even know that he had heard anything about ghosts let alone knew the word. I just tried to shrug it off and I told him there was no such thing as ghosts. Well for the next couple of weeks he would just randomly ask me the same question again and again. I finally asked him why he wanted to know about ghosts. Keep in mind at this point he is at the most 2 years old. Well he looked at me and said, "At night while you are asleep a man comes in my room and looks at me with his eyes". I couldn't see myself but I know all the color drained from my face when he said that. He never seemed afraid in that room and never woke me up at night for any reason besides needing to use the bathroom or regular stuff like that. I just told him he was probably dreaming, which I really don't think he was, but I did this just to ease his mind and not make him feel afraid. Soon after that he stopped mentioning anything about ghosts or the "man" that would come into his room. Then later that year we moved into our own home and I haven't heard him speak anything of the paranormal.
I just thought this was somewhat disturbing for a 2 year old to say, but I thought everyone would enjoy hearing it. Let me know what you all think!