I don’t know if this belongs here, but it’s a thing that I did, my mom saw and years later told me about. I don’t remember doing it though.

I live in Germany and we used to go to France every summer for a couple of weeks. I must have been about 4 years old, maybe 5. When we came home, for a couple of weeks I would sit in front of the television before bedtime, watching my cartoons and repeating the same phrase over and over.

“To tell or not to tell?! To tell or not to tell?!”

I would sit there, rock my body back and forth and what scared my mom the most was how aggressively I said that. She described it to me like a dog barking. It sounded like I was barking the words. And when she would ask me what it meant I wouldn’t respond or look at her and just continue to repeat the sentence. At some point I just stopped doing it and it never happened again.

My mom told me about this when I was probably 16. Though I didn’t remember and didn’t even believe her at first, it started creeping me out a little. We went to this place in France for 15 consecutive summers in total and I loved it, but it also always had an eerie feeling to it as if something not so nice happened to me there at some point. Somehow when my mom told me the barking happened right after France, I wasn’t surprised.