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The Black-Eyed Kids

Estimated reading time — 5 minutes

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 instinctually, 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. Here’s how that usually goes:

“Uh … M … M … Mister? Can I see that camera? I … I won’t break it or anything. I promise. My dad has a camera, and he lets me hold it sometimes, I guess, and I took a picture of my dog — it wasn’s very good, ’cause I got my finger in the way and …”

Add in some feet shuffling and/or body swaying and you’ve got a typical kid talking to a stranger.

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:


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.

CREDIT: Brian Bethel

Publisher’s Note: This story was originally hosted at Obiwan’s UFO-Free Paranormal Page, but that site seems to have drastically reduced its content and the story seems to no longer be available there. However, you can still find more information on this account and the BEK phenomenon that it spawned via Google, if you’re interested!

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135 thoughts on “The Black-Eyed Kids”

  1. Well it was creepy but I wasn’t scared. If this had happened to me in reality, sure I’d be terrified…anyway, it wasn’t bad by any means…the writing style threw me off a bit but that’s my problem. I like how some people are convinced it’s real though…cute.

  2. Katie Creepylover

    I love the black eyed children. The reason being is that they’re real. Many people were said to have seen them knocking on their doors and one lady even invited them in her home resulting in very bad fortune soon after.

  3. To all the people saying they are vampires, I think they are more like demons. A demon can’t take your soul if you don’t allow them to, and by allowing them into your house, you are giving them consent to enter your personal space and do as they please. I would believe demons before I would believe vampires. However I find it odd that in some stories these things can come in past the person’s gate or fence but can’t enter the door without consent. That’s still your personal space.

  4. Super incorrect use of the phrase “there but for the grace of God go I.” Killed it for me right there.

  5. Anonymous:
    its from monsters and mystery’s in america

    actually given the posting date of this from 2008, this was here before it was there, because that episode aired after 2009

  6. I didn’t think it was scary but it have me the chia and I think they ended it badly like they should have included the history of the boys and why their eyes were black and a little death never hurts a scary story

  7. Aaron Lachiondo

    The first time I heard this it was on a t.v. show about route 666.
    Forgot what tv show it was. But they act out the whole scene. Theyalso have a guy there explain it saying he live through it, and they are real accounts.
    I just know it creeped me out.

  8. It’s funny the kid s like LET US IN WE CAN’T COME IN UNLESS YOU SAY WE CAN in what deranged way would that encourage you to let then in to your car and we don’t have a gun yes because just because we don’t have a gun automatically means that you can’t hurt some one

  9. I think I saw something almost the same on ancient aliens. I think this story is very interesting, in my opinion, but not that scary.

  10. …….Those damned kids……I swear……its a bit comforting knowing I am not the only one….and no….no bullshit in this statement

  11. I liked it. The author didn’t directly come out and.say,”The two kids were demons.” He didn’t say,”The two kids were monsters.” He just hinted that something more sinister was involved with the kids (;

  12. This is a story off of a show called monsters and mysteries. You gave it away when you talked about how said “hand” was reaching for the door lock. But nice try. You can probably find the clip on youtube.

  13. The kids were vampires, vampires can’t enter your house/car unless you invite them in.


  14. Actually this is an extremley revised story from the “Black Eyed Kids” episode from Monsters in America.
    So, In a way you could say its a true story.I think the show is and some kinda HD.

    1. This is an ancient (in internet terms only, of course) Usenet story from the late ’90s. It’s likely that the episode you’re thinking of was inspired by this story, as it’s old and circulated pretty thoroughly during the ’90s and ’00s.

  15. The Old King Critic

    Dear god they are not vampires. They are called mimics. If you don’t know mimics work similar to vampires you have to invite them in. Mimics are shape shifting, voice throwing demons that use this ability to kill people and claim there blood to bring forth more mimics who take the shape of who they killed. The thing that makes this creepy to me is the fact they would of had to kill the children to have a body open for mimicking.

  16. Classic urban legend. black eyes, two children, faces hidden in hoods, asking to cross threshold that seperates narrator from them. multiple versions of this.

  17. I don’t think it has anything to do with Vampires, there are many paranormal or folklore creatures that take human form that are known for being bound be certain supernatural rules, such as not being able to enter a human made dwelling or enclosure without verbal permission. Vampires are the most popular because of the movies, but they aren’t known for pitch black eyes.

  18. What keeps this from being a genuinely scarey pasta for me is they sound like jay and silent bob, and its hard to picture them menacing anyone. other than that, quite good.

  19. I have a question if anyone can solve it?
    what are they suppose to be are they killers or what are just dead people trying to scare the hell out of someone.
    It was a cool story i did like it alot i just do not get it at all
    (i wish i could get people that scared of me)

  20. So your telling me that there are horror story antagonist who can’t do anything you don’t let them do. oooohhh, sounds scarrryy. Like the most effin hard to beat villains ever, I can see this convo now:

    “hey, lady, can I kill you”
    “Sure why not, I don’t have any plans today”

  21. i liked it… didn’t realize they were vampires until the, “WE CAN’T COME IN UNLESS YOU TELL US IT’S OKAY. LET … US …. IN!” … i forgot that vampires can’t enter a home without permission … fucking twilight misconstruing the whole damn concept -.-

  22. It’s always fun to read the older comments. Sometimes they dip into sub-4Chan levels of stupid.

    “It kept switching from third to first person.”

    -A very intelligent person demonstrating his reading comprehension.

    1. Yeah. They can’t come in unless you invite them. I always thought that was a dumb rule. Like why? What kind of supernatural power is attributed to “Please, come in.”

  23. The Black Eyed Children have been reported in 1997 to 1998 by various accounts of people in different cities, states, countries. They are trying to to obtain entrance, weither it be a car or home, though they need the owners permission. I don’t believe they’re vampires, perhapse something more evil. They’re not normal children who wear colored lenses. Why would 10 to 14 year olds spend the night outside trying to scare people? I mean they would obviously know at least one person would give them a ride. Also, colored lenses cost a lot of money, exspecially ones that cover the white of eyes, so why spend money on pranks? Maybe the BEK’s are searching for someone or thing…

  24. already paranoid.

    read a story of people like this… somewhat.

    but the whole let us in just reminded me of the vampire movie….
    “let me in”…

  25. Oh I’ve seen one like this on this site! It was ‘The black-eyed kids of Kansas’ but I liked this one much more. It kinda reminded me of Artemis Fowl a bit too… The faeries in the AF series can’t enter a human dwelling without permission.

  26. This was really good! It’s rare seeing these kind of pastas lately… All of them are now about some lame pale face with sharp teeth…
    Very good job! ^.^

  27. @jay or anyone else who wonders what happens if someone actually invites them in, there was a story on From the Shadows where a lady recounts a story where she did. As I recall aside from being freaky as fuck, there weren’t any negative consequences.

  28. read a different version of this one, but would love for someone to write one where someone DOES invite them in, and what happens then. Then i guess you would find out why they want you to invite them in and what they want. Any takers??

  29. you know theres one just like that but its a girl and shes at her house and they creep on her because she wont let them in to use the phone or have a drink of water.

  30. Bricks = shat.. I am a resident of an Abilene.. That once was serviced by camolot comunications.. That had an office near an old “dollar” theatre… I’m not gonna sleep tonight.

  31. “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.” Mortal Kombat? a GOOD movie? PFFFFFT!!! and aslo,


  32. The guy who wrote this is originally is a journalist for a tech magazine. He swears to this day that though he wrote that he still can not identify who or what those children were. It really happened to him, but he’s still at a loss as to explain it.

  33. speaking vampire boy

    we really wasnt gun eat joo or sumthing,we seriously needed a ride,AND THANKS T OYOU WE MISSED THE LAST SHOWING OF MORTAL KOMBAT…….YOU ASSS….JSUT CUZ WE HAVE A DISEASE……GOD DAMN

  34. Martin Van Buren

    Children of the Korn.

    Moar like children of the kornlog, such as the one in my pants thanks to this pasta!

  35. I’ve been reading creepypastas on a different site about completly black eyed people, made me shit bri/x/, actually. Apparantly they’re more common than they sound. Read one that really shat the bri/x/ about two guys that wouldn’t have those things leave them alone. Apparantly it was a true story, as well OOO:.

  36. Iz: id like to know who the kids were. i think you’d agree Lys

    Lys: Yeah… I doubt they were just kids… but, u kno… I think of everything in weird ways…

    Iz: so very true. but i think those, “kids” might have been demons desguised and trying to get someone to get them a ride back to hell. u kno.

    Lys: very likely… not as likely as them just being kids(which i don’t beleive)

    Iz: do we need that statement? we kno already. o. and hi ppl. We’re Lys and Iz. and we’ll be on here a few times.

    Lys: Not on often but we will be on occasionally to chek up on the stories…

    Iz: that’s right. and also the stories’ readers. beware friends. you might be our next target of…..what was it again? o heack. i dont make good threats. anyway. hello, goodbye, and we’ll be back.

  37. OMG!! I love it, it’s scary! It’s awesome! *happy face* “we don’t have a gun” lol, yeeeaaahhh, THAT’LL make her trust you XD

  38. @BonerFruit: You’ve never seen the movie Buffy the Vampire Slayer? You have to invite the vampire in before they can come in. :P

    1. I’ve read some of these stories and they remind me of stories about faeries rather than vampires. Not the current description of faeries with wings and princess and all that but the ones that if you follow them to their parties or circles and five minutes could be like 50 years passing by.

  39. The Person Formerly known as 'Noneya'

    I liked this one.

    Ive read a few creepypastas with kids like those ones, so as I was reading Im thinking ‘Nooo! Dont open the door!’

    Very nice.

  40. hehe, quite a good read, I was thrilled all the time because I expected he’d let the boys into the car…I like stories with creepy children^^

  41. There are a number of things that keeps this from even being a decent pasta, the description is terrible, hard to understand, and the author being aware hes trying to tell a scary story kills whatever mood there was.

  42. it’s crazy to think that this story is supposedly true and based on his own first-hand account.. i thought the most interesting read was the FAQ section on that link. gotta keep an eye out for evil kids, now!

  43. Nice ‘pasta, very suspenseful. It didn’t creep me out (it actually made me laugh a little bit) but it had a consistent ön edge” feeling throughout nonetheless.

  44. I liked this one because of the perspective. It’s told in a reminiscent manner, so you know that something happened to the narrator, but you aren’t sure what state he’s writing it from. It’s intense beans.

  45. I am fine with things that are poorly written, but for me this was so bad that I had to go back and reread things over and over and over to understand what the author meant…

    “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.”

    Broke the flow for me too much to enjoy it. Also it could definitely be shortened, very repetitive and the sequencing is out of order (kid is called a spokeman before ha talks and then after he talks he is called kid #1?)

  46. I did a bit of reading on the black-eyed children one time while looking through various creepypasta sites. This was definitely an interesting story, and goes along very well with what I read.

    1. Vampires? These kids sound like Demons to me. I’ve watched enough Supernatural to know where this is going. Vampires eyes aren’t always black. Now, it may sound like I’m being rude, but I assure you I’m not. I’m just trying to tell you my opinion. But they may be vampires. Who knows?

        1. Actually there are some cases where paranormal beings cannot enter in a house and/or a car without permission. These beings are usually hostile and intend to kill or torment so denying permission is a wise thing to do

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