I have read many accounts of these black eyed kids but I doubt any really come close to what happened to me when I let two into my house. Some think that if you let them in they will kill you, obviously I can say this is not true.
This is what happened, I was sitting in my bedroom at home when I heard a knock on the door, it was not too late so I didn't hesitate opening the door to whoever it was. When I opened it there were two kids standing there, both were looking at the floor.
Yes? I said.
The taller of the pair asked if they could come in, as they were lost, the other boy needed the toilet. I live in an area where it is very easy to get lost, so I just assumed that they were telling the truth, and looking down because they were shy, even though the one talking, spoke very confidently. so I let them in. The one who needed the toilet just walked in, went straight up the stairs, so I shouted up its on the right, I don't know why I didn't find this strange but most toilets are upstairs and as he was young I didn't think anything of it.
I told the older appearing one that the phone was down the hall, Thanks! he said and started to walk down the hall, I followed him and then I suddenly came over with a really awful feeling like something bad was going to happen, I became very nervous and a bit shaky I still can't explain how that happened, the boy stopped at the phone and paused, Everything Okay? I asked, he turned to me and looked up and that's when I saw his eyes, and trust me I will never get that picture out of my head, I was so scared that I couldn't even scream as I turned to run down the hall the other kid was standing at the end.
I became very dizzy and struggled to stand up, he, the bigger kid, walked closer to me and said that they had been sent to collect me, I still couldn't bear to look into his face, I pushed away from him and ran into my front room and slammed the door shut, I was in so much shock about what was happening I couldn't think straight, this is something that you don't even expect to happen even in movies. After standing against the door for around an hour or so I finally 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 skeptic about what I had said. I convinced him to come back with me, when we got there we looked around the whole house but couldn't find them.
Ever since this happened I always have a dream that this kid with the black eyes is standing over my bed, their hands stretching to me, I hope to God that I never see them again.