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Ghosts are passe and Sasquatch seems about as scary as a bucket full of lollipops. Whatever is the former world of terror/monsters to do? Why, they need to invent some sort of a new creature to fear – and by new creature, we mean of course, children. Not just any children though – needy ones with black eyes.
Black eyed children, it seems, are a fairly new epidemic.
Of all the paranormal oddities you could encounter, few would truly terrify. If you encountered a UFO, you’d likely be nothing but awe-struck unless it seemed to be positioning itself to suck you up. If you ran into a Sasquatch you’d be too busy counting imaginary money as you aimed your mobile phone at it, and shadow people – well sure, shadow people would make you poop your pants until they slide down to your ankles.
Other than that though, nothing would really seem that bad, right? Except Black Eyed Kids. BEKs, as they are frequently quick-referenced, have a tendency to strike fear to your very core as they stand there politely asking to use your phone, bathroom or vehicle.
On the surface they seems like nice teenagers and you can’t think of one reason not to help them, but inside your skin every part of you is screaming to slam the door and hide forever. Have you heard of these kids before? It wouldn’t be too surprising if you hadn’t – they’ve only been around 10 – 15 years or so. Here’s a bit on them from Paranormal.About.com:
“The first well documented and discussed account came from a journalist named Brian Bethel in 1998. In his story, two children (not quite teens, but close) approached him as he sat in his car while parked in a parking lot. At first glance, the kids looked normal, wearing clothes that were in style and had a pale, olive colored skin. In acknowledging the two boys, Bethel was overcome with a peculiar fear that he describes in his account as: “I could feel fight-or-flight responses kicking in. Something, I knew instinctually, was not right, but I didn’t know what it could possibly be.”
“Claiming that they were on their way to see a movie but had left their money at home, the two boys asked Bethel for a ride back to their house. When Bethel did not allow them into his car, the kids seemed to get annoyed and kept asking for a ride. As Bethel’s fear and panic increased, he actually found himself wanting to open the door. However, when Bethel noticed their eyes, a primal fear took over and momentarily paralyzed him; the kids had coal black eyes, completely lacking pupils and irises.”
If you’re wondering how that encounter ended – the man sped off with an empty back seat. Most encounters with the BEKs are on your very own front porch. They’ll ring your bell and then give you a fairly inconspicuous story about how they need your phone, or that their black eyes are soon to turn yellow if you don’t please let them in for a heavy pee.
But the terror always takes over though – nobody ever lets them in because of it. And it’s a good thing too, as there’s some speculation that BEKs need permission to enter your abode before they can eat your freshly salted, semi-marinated face off.
For the record we really don’t know what the kids would do upon entrance because nobody’s ever fallen for their tricks. Well almost nobody. One man commenting in a chatroom claims he did. He also claims that what happened next seemed straight out of a horror film. It’s overly long and spellcheck-free -but a worthwhile read.
As found oon Haunted Diary.com:
I have read many accounts of these black eyed kids but i dont think any really come close to what happened to me when i let two into my house. Some people think that if you let them in that the will kill you, obiviously i can say this is not true.
this is what happened, i was sitting in my bedroom at home when i heared a knock on the door, it was not too late so i didnt hesitate opening the door to whoever it was. when i opened it there was two children standing there, both were looking at the floor. “yes ” i said, the taller one asked if they could come in as they were lost and the other boy needed the toilet. I live in an area where it is very easy to get lost, so i just ashumed that they were telling the truth and was looking down because they were shy, even though the one talking, spoke very confidently. so i let them in, the one who needed the tolitet just walked in and straight up the stairs so i shouted up its on the right, i dont know why i didnt find this strange but most toilets are upstairs and as he was young i didnt think anything of it.
i told the other one that the phone was down the hall, “thanks” he said and he started to walk down the hall, i followed him and then i suddenly came over with a really awfull feeling like something bad was going to happen, i became very nervious and a bit shakey i still cant explain how that happened, the boy stopped at the phone and paused, “everythink ok?” i asked, he turned to me and looked up and thats when i saw his eyes, and trust me i will never get that picture out of my head, i was so scared that i couldnt even scream as i turned to run down the hall the other kid was standing at the end.
i became very dizzy and stuggled to stand up, he walk closer to me and said that they had been sent to collect me, i still couldnt bear to look into his face, i pushed away from him and ran into my frontroom and slammed the door shut, i was in so much shock about what was happening i couldnt think straight, this is something that you dont even expect to happen even in movies. after standing against the door for around and hour or so i finaling got the courage to make a run for the back door, so i ran to it and unlocked it, i ran to the back of my garden and jumped over the fence not once looking back.
my friend lived close so i ran to his house, i told him the story and as i guessed he was a bit sceptic about what i had said. i convinced him to come back with me, when we got there we looked around the whole house but couldnt find them. ever since this happened i always have a dream that this kids with the black eyes stand over my bed with there hands streching to me, i hope to god that i never see these again.
Sent to collect him. Well who knows what that really means, but we assume the boys were collectors for an intergalactic zoo. That wouldn’t be a bad life though, would it? You’d eat free, people would probably bathe you with a long brush, and every time you had a kid the local news station would hold a fun contest where the winner gets to name it.
Really that kind of sounds nice, doesn’t it?
Of course it does.
If the kind of collecting they do includes a human-sized lamination machine to prevent you from bending at the corners, well – that just sounds terrible.
Let’s all continue to not let them in, shall we?
It’s agreed then.