As a young child, I managed to freak out my parents not once, but twice. Back story, my oldest brother Mikey (not is real name) was killed a year before I was born. The first freakout happened when I was about three. We drove by the spot where Mikey was killed in a car crash. No mention was ever made to me as I was pretty young and the pain to my mom was still relatively hard. As we passed the spot, I said, "This is where Mikey was killed in his car." The second was just as weird. Being from near Shawano, we rarely ventured too far away. When I was four, we passed through Weyauwega for some reason. When passing a farm implement dealer, I said, "This is where we got our tractor." The tractor was bought new, 7-8 years earlier by my dad who, you guessed it, had only my brother Mikey along with at that time. I only vaguely remembered the second occurence, but I've been told about them more than a few times.