"That's not going to happen, you can use my cell phone." and I reached into my pocket.
"My brother has to use the bathroom," she command.
Commanded, understand that it was not a request. She never once blinked, I know because I never wavered in my eye contact; though it was the most
terrifying feeling. I did not look too much at the smaller boy, I was locked on this slightly older girl, couldn't be more than 13 or 14 years old,
looking at me like I was her next meal, I thought this because she began chewing on her lower lip in a very odd and noticeable way.
"I'm sure he can hold it until he gets home," and I pulled out my cellphone, looked down to unlock it, and looked up and she was suddenly just a
few feet away, staring directly at me, and said aggressively, shouting almost;
"Let us inside, it won't take long."
I stumbled back, dropping my phone on the driveway, and turned and ran into my backyard, sprinting as if I was being chased by a predator. The
distance was short, but it felt like forever. I didn't look back, but I felt as if something was right behind me the entire time. I ran faster than
I ever have, ripped open a sliding glass door who's lock was malfunctioning anyway, and I knew with enough force it'd come unlocked, I've done it
several times; only this time I did it much faster than ever before. I opened the door, jumped in, and slammed it shut behind me, and I turned on all
the lights that were in the immediate area.
The worst wasn't over. Within the seconds it took me to enter, close the door, and turn on lights, I turned to look through my glass door which was
now illuminated to see both of them standing perfectly still staring right at me through the door in perfect detail. Their faces perfectly
illuminated, I could see every detail of their face and eyes. There was no white in them. Evil is the only way I could put it. I never would of
believed anything like this.
Then she started knocking. Forceful knocks, in a pattern of three.
For a moment I stared unable to comprehend what was happening, frozen in fear, home alone, for some reason every anti-phenomenon weapon I knew about
rushed into my head, wooden steaks- garlic- salt- crosses- everything. I had nothing handy. So I stood up and shouted clearly;
"Leave Now," as I reached for a couple of large kitchen knives. Any weapon is better than no weapon.
The knocking instantly stopped, and one final smirk. No sense of fear, nothing.
Then a banging at my front door, I turned to see my neighbor trying to peer through my front door, and I turned back quickly to see the children had
"What's going on? My neighbor shouted, as he let himself in (we're on very good terms) and he saw me with a large knife in each hand, staring into
the now partially illuminated deck of my backyard.
"lock the door" I shouted, as I swung the back door open, jumped out, and looked all around my yard to see where these children had run off too.
Nothing. Vanished without a trace, incompressible, no way they could of left that fast. No way at all. That's why I rushed out so quickly, to see
which way they went, but they just seemed to of vanished into thin air.
Adrenaline was surging through my body, only a moment I stayed outside before I jumped back inside, locking securely every door (even the sliding
door) refusing to answer any of my friends rapid fire questions until every doorway and window was locked, and even then I could only muster out a few
words at a time.
The police didn't believe me really, although they took down all my info and promised to look into the matter; I doubt anything productive will come
out of it.
I will never forget the faces of those two black eyed children, faces brightly illuminated showing their pitch black eyes staring directly at me, and
the absolute sheer terror they provoked in me. This is something I will never forget; and I hope it's something you'll never have to experience.
---Spoiler--- This is a fake story, I wrote this myself. The purpose of this is to illuminate that these stories may not all be real. I will always
tell you when something is fake or a joke, but others will not.
I do believe BEK's can and maybe do exist, but do not use these eye witness accounts as facts; they may indeed be fictitious .
But other than that, I hope you enjoyed this creepy little story I wrote for you