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16 Days Till Halloween Spooky Story #16

Oct 16, 2018 by gumball221520
imageToday's Spooky Story is called "Black-Eyed Children"

Where did this urban legend start? It has been circulating since the mid-1990s on Internet message boards, practically from the dawn of those sources. Blogger Brian Bethel claims to have reported the first black-eyed kid encounter in the spring or summer of 1996 in Abilene, Texas. He reported it on a ghost hunter forum in 1998, two years after his encounter.

He says he was parked in his car in front of a movie theater in the evening making out a check to drop off for his Internet provider when two boys of age 9 to 12 wearing hoodies knocked on his driver's side car window. "I was immediately gripped by an incomprehensible, soul-wracking fear. I had no idea why."

He cracked the car window and learned they wanted a ride to home to get money to see the "Mortal Kombat" movie playing at the theater. "Plausible enough. But all throughout this exchange, the irrational fear continued and grew. I had no reason to be frightened of these two boys, but I was. Terribly." He saw that the movie had already started, so driving anywhere and back would mean the kids would miss most of the movie. His report continues:

"All the while, the spokesman uttered assurances: It wouldn't take long… They were just two little kids… They didn't have a gun or anything. The last part was a bit unnerving. In the short time, I had broken the gaze of the spokesman, something had changed, and my mind exploded in a vortex of all-consuming terror. Both boys stared at me with coal-black eyes. Soulless orbs like two great swathes of starless night.

I full-on freaked out inside while trying to appear completely sane and calm. I made whatever excuses came to mind, all of them designed to get me the hell out of there. I wrapped my hand around the gearshift, threw the car into reverse, and began to roll up the window, apologizing all the while.

My fear must have been evident. The boy in the back wore a look of confusion. The spokesman banged sharply on the window as I rolled it up. His words, full of anger, echo in my mind even today: “We can't come in unless you tell us it’s okay. Let us in!”

I drove out of the parking lot in blind fear, and I’m surprised I didn't sideswipe a car or two along the way. I stole a quick look in my rearview mirror before peeling out into the night. The boys were gone. Even if they had run, I don’t believe there was any place they could have hidden from view that quickly." Bethel, 2013

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