Monday, October 24, 2011

Spooky Story Series: The Black Eyed Kids

DO NOT READ THIS ALONE...IN THE DARK...

Several of you have been following me for several years (and I thank you!) and hopefully you remember my 'Spooky Stories' series I used to do during the month of October. For my new blog, I'd like to revive that fun Halloween practice. But this time, I'm going to stick to one theme.  And this year, I do have a scary one.


Not to be confused with the Black Eyed Peas.

The story of people running into these mysterious children date back only to 1998. The common thread among those that have encountered these freaky kids is that the ghastly children have black eyes, no white at all - no pupil or iris, and they always ask to be let in someone's house or car. Once story is of a camper where a pair of Black Eyed Kids ask to take shelter in his tent. Stories pop out all over the country, and despite some minor differences in people's stories, there's major similarities in all the witnesses' accounts.

Apart from the eerie look of these children and their strange request to be allowed inside, every "victim" also reports that their black eyes convey dread and absolute terror. It's as if they can actually feel death creeping through their veins when they look into the children's dark demonic gaze.

What do these kids want? Apparently, they can't just barge in - and they've even told their potential victims that they need to be invited in, with the full consent of the victim. And what would happen if you let these Black Eyed Kids in your home or car? And why the hell are their eyes black? 

Here's my first story of an absolutely terrifying encounter with the Black Eyed Kids. It was posted by a Texas journalist on a web message board from 1998. It is the very first documented case of a this phenomena. Since this story broke, similar testimonies have come from all over the country. Urban Legend or true story? You decide for yourself. Here's an excerpt from Brian Bethel's message board post:

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Date: Fri, 16 Jan 1998 19:12:25 -0800 (PST)
From: "Brian Bethel" (brianbet@camalott.com)
To: ghost-discuss@lido.com
Subject: Those Darned Black-Eyed Kids

As so many things do, it all started out innocently.

My Internet Service Provider used to have offices in a shopping center before they moved to their (comparatively) lush accommodations elsewhere. There was a drop box at that original location. The monthly bill was due, and thus, there but for the Grace of the Net I went.

It was about 9:30 p.m. when I left. From my relatively isolated apartments, it's about 10-15 minutes or so to downtown (Abilene has a population of about 110,000).

Right next to Camalott Communications' old location is a $1.50 movie theater. At the time, the place was featuring that masterwork of modern film, Mortal Kombat. I drove by the theater on the way into the center proper and pulled into an empty parking space.

Using the glow of the marquee to write out my check, I was startled to hear a knock on the driver's-side window of my car.

I looked over and saw two children staring at me from street. I need to describe them, with the one feature (you can guess what it was) that I didn't realize until about half-way through the conversation cleverly omitted.

Both appeared to be in that semi-mystical stage of life children get into where you can't exactly tell their age. Both were boys, and my initial impression is that they were somewhere between 10-14.

Boy No. 1 was the spokesman. Boy No. 2 didn't speak during the entire conversation -- at least not in words.

Boy No. 1 was slightly taller than his companion, wearing a pull-over, hooded shirt with a sort of gray checked pattern and jeans. I couldn't see his shoes. His skin was olive-colored and had curly, medium length brown hair. He exuded an air of quiet confidence.

Boy No. 2 had pale skin with a trace of freckles. His primary characteristic seemed to be looking around nervously. He was dressed in a similar manner to his companion, but his pull-over was a light green color. His hair was a sort of pale orange. They didn't appear to be related, at least directly.

"Oh, great," I thought. "They're gonna hit me up for money." And then the air changed.

I've explained this before, but for the benefit of any new lurkers out there, right before I experience something strange, there's a change in perception that comes about which I describe in the above manner. It's basically enough time to know it's too late. ;)

So, there I was, filling out a check in my car (which was still running) and in a sudden panic over the appearance of two little boys. I was confused, but an overwhelming sense of fear and unearthliness rushed in nonetheless. The spokesman smiled, and the sight for some inexplicable reason chilled my blood. I could feel fight-or-flight responses kicking in. Something, I knew [instinctively], was not right, but I didn't know what it could possibly be. I rolled down the window very, very slightly and asked "Yes?"

The spokesman smiled again, broader this time. His teeth were very, very white.

"Hey, mister, what's up? We have a problem," he said. His voice was that of a young man, but his diction, quiet calm and ... something I still couldn't put my finger on ... made my desire to flee even greater. "You see, my friend and I want to see the films, but we forgot our money," he continued. "We need to go to our house to get it. Want to help us out?"

Okay. Journalists are required to talk to lots of people, and that includes children. I've seen and spoken to lots of them. In short, they're usually apologetic. People generally teach children that when they talk to adults, they're usually bothering them for one reason or another and they should at least be polite.

This kid was in no way fitting the mold. His command of language was incredible and he showed no signs of fear. He spoke as if my help was a foregone conclusion. When he grinned, it was as if he was trying to say, "I know something ... and you're NOT gonna like it. But the only way you're going to find out what it is will be to do what I say..."

"Uh, well ..." was the best reply I could offer.

Now here's where it starts to get strange.

The quiet companion looked at the spokesman with a mixture of confusion and guilt on his face. He seemed in some ways shocked, not with his friend's brusque manner but that I didn't just immediately open the door. He eyed me nervously. The spokesman seemed a bit perturbed, too. I still was registering something wrong with both.

"C'mon, mister," the spokesman said again, smooth as silk. Car salesmen could learn something from this kid. "Now, we just want to go to our house. And we're just two little boys."

That really scared me. Something in the tone and diction again sent off alarm bells. My mind was frantically trying to process what it was perceiving about the two figures that was "wrong."

"Eh. Um ...." was all I could manage. I felt myself digging my fingernails into the steering wheel.

"What movie were you going to see?" I asked finally.

"Mortal Kombat, of course," the spokesman said. The silent one nodded in affirmation, standing a few paces behind.

"Oh," I said. I stole a quick glance at the marquee and at the clock in my car. Mortal Kombat had been playing for an hour, the last showing of the evening.

The silent one looked increasingly nervous. I think he saw my glances and suspected that I might be detecting something was not above-board.

"C'mon, mister. Let us in. We can't get in your car until you do, you know," the spokesman said soothingly. "Just let us in, and we'll be gone before you know it. We'll go to our mother's house."

We locked eyes.

To my horror, I realized my hand had strayed toward the door lock (which was engaged) and was in the process of opening it. I pulled it away, probably a bit too violently. But it did force me to look away from the children.

I turned back. "Er ... Um ...," I offered weakly and then my mind snapped into sharp focus.

For the first time, I noticed their eyes. They were coal black. No pupil. No iris. Just two staring orbs reflecting the red and white light of the marquee.

At that point, I know my expression betrayed me. The silent one had a look of horror on his face in a combination that seemed to indicate: A) The impossible had just happened and B) "We've been found out!"

The spokesman, on the other hand, wore a mask of anger. His eyes glittered brightly in the half-light. "Cmon, mister," he said. "We won't hurt you. You have to LET US IN. We don't have a gun ..."

That last statement scared the living hell out of me, because at that point by his tone he was plainly saying, "We don't NEED a gun."

He noticed my hand shooting down toward the gear shift. The spokesman's final words contained an anger that was complete and whole, and yet contained in some respects a tone of panic: "WE CAN'T COME IN UNLESS YOU TELL US IT'S OKAY. LET ... US .... IN!"

I ripped the car into reverse (thank goodness no one was coming up behind me) and tore out of the parking lot. I noticed the boys in my peripheral vision, and I stole a quick glance back.

They were gone. The sidewalk by the theater was deserted.

I drove home in a heightened state of panic. Had anyone attempted to stop me, I would have run on through and faced the consequences later.

I bolted into my house, scanning all around -- including the sky.

What did I see? Maybe nothing more than some kids looking for a ride.

And some really funky contacts. Yeah, right.

A friend suggested they were vampires, what with the old "let us in" bit and my compelled response to open the door. That and the "we'll go see our mother" thing.

(Epilogue Below)

I talk about Chad a lot. He's still my best friend, my best ghost-hunting companion and an all-around cool guy. He recently moved to Amarillo, but at the time this happened was still living in San Angelo of Ram Page fame.

I called him and talked to him briefly. He had two female friends with him at the time, both professing some type of psychic ability.

I started telling him the story, leaving out the part about the black eyes for the kicker. One of the women (we were on a speakerphone) stopped me.

"These children had black eyes, right?" she asked. "I mean, all-black eyes?"

"Er ... Yes." I said. I was a bit taken aback.

"Hmmm," she said. "One night last week, I had a dream about children with black eyes. They were outside my house, wanting to be let in, but there was something wrong with them. It took me a while to realize it was the eyes."

I hadn't even gotten as far as them wanting to come in.

"What did you do?" I asked.

"I kept the doors and windows locked," she said. "I knew if they came in, they would kill me." She paused. "And they would have killed you, too, if you had let them into your car."

20 comments:

Phats said...

ya!! I love that you're doing this again I love this part of your blog :) As for the story that's freaking creepy it, I would have put it in reverse and gotten the heck out of there too!!

I was sore from homecoming because I did the alumni cheerleading my 34 year old body is not used to lifting girls and tumbling haha :)

Jay Noel said...

Thanks. It was a super long post, but I felt like I had to include about 90% of that journalist's message post.

You were an alum cheerleader?! Holy crap. Did you wear a Spartan uniform.

Phats said...

Halloween is more fun when you're scared! That's why I like these posts. Yeah I cheered at Purdue and every other year for homecoming we are invited back to cheer on the sidelines again and naw no spartan uniform haha :) but we did do the perfect cheer

T. S. Bazelli said...

Oh that gave me the shivers!

M Pax said...

Creepy dang story, Jay. I had to tweet this. Thanks for raising the hairs on my arms.

David Powers King said...

Spooky stuff, man. My kind of thing. Thanks for sharing! :)

I responded to your question on my blog.

Jay Noel said...

Phats - I got more commin'!

T.S. That's what I was going for. This guy's story freaks me out, so I had to share.

Jay Noel said...

M Pax - Awesome! Thanks for sharing this story with others. I appreciate it.

David - Thanks for coming by. I aim to go back to your site to check it out.

delmer said...

The story gave me chills.

Creepy...

Jay Noel said...

More to come, Delmer!

Tiyana, aka "Yoyo" said...

o_O Oh my! Hope I never come across those kids...

Good stuff, Jay.

Mr. Shife said...

Always like the spooky stories and science fiction stuff that you posted on your blog. Good stuff, buddy, and the Cardinals need to kick it into gear. Have a good one.

Jay Noel said...

Yeah. I miss it. Thinking about either bringing it back here, or maybe resurrecting the old blog from the dead.

Oh man, my blood pressure has been so high the last few days!

locksmith in Wichita said...

What an awesome story, locking the doors may be the only chance they get. Thanks.

security companies said...

Thank you for sharing this, I was really amused. Locking your door can sometime add more security.

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