Black-eyed kids
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Strange black-eyed kids are knocking at my door, and they won't go away. I'm just waiting for daylight to arrive.

Black-eyed kids

It was just a regular night. I'd like to say that I noticed some bad signs or that it was raining and thunder roared through the sky, but that would be a lie.

It was a normal, uneventful night, and I was walking back from my best friend's apartment.

To tell you the truth, it wasn't even that late. Perhaps around 10 pm? I was listening to some music and minding my own business.

After all, I always considered that neighborhood to be rather safe.

When I first noticed them, I found it odd that three kids so young would be walking around without their parents at this time of night.

They couldn't be older than 8 or 9! They were well-dressed, so they clearly weren't homeless.

There were two boys and a little girl, who was a bit younger, and very petite. Though they clearly weren't intimidating, I suddenly felt a rush of dread fill over me.

As the little girl began walking toward me, I pressed pause and the music stopped.

Why was the city suddenly so silent? Even at this time of night, cars should be driving by and some people should be strolling down the block... but suddenly I realized there was no one around.

No one but the kids and myself, that was.

"Goodnight, miss" The girl greeted me, and even if her voice was innocent and sweet, I immediately cringed and took a step back.

Why was I scared of this cute, small girl? I couldn't put my finger on it, but I could still feel my heart beating so fast I began worrying I would have a heart attack!

"Uhm, hi?" I replied, hesitantly. Usually, I would have asked where her parents were, or offer some assistance, but all I wanted to do was get the hell away from there.

My apartment was only a block away and I seriously considered just running toward it.

"Miss, we need to use a phone, to call our parents. Could you let us into your house, please?"

She was so polite, and yet something about the way she stared... the way THEY stared at me, almost without blinking, unnerved me.

I was trembling. I hadn't even noticed it up until that point, but I certainly did then. I was afraid for my life, and I couldn't figure out why.

Once again the idea of running away from them crossed my mind, but before I could even open my mouth to answer, one of the boys spoke:

"There's no need for that. We just need to use your phone"

It was as if they had read my mind! I looked down at the kid in shock, and that's when I noticed it.

How could I have missed it before? Their eyes were pitch black, without any other color to them. Without an iris. Just... black.

I gasped and took a step back, before rushing away from the three... creatures. By then I was certain they weren't kids.

Fumbling with my keys, I managed to open my front door and rush inside my home, completely out of breath.

I was in good physical shape, but still the run there had completely exhausted me, for some reason. Behind me, I could hear their tiny steps, and immediately after, a sharp knock on my door.

"Let us in, miss!" The little girl screamed. She was no longer asking... she was demanding. "You have to let us in!"

I stepped away from the door immediately, shaking my head. I felt this strange, foreign impulse to open the door, to obey, but I grabbed my arm with my other hand and forced myself to move away.

"No! Leave before I call the police"

All I heard outside were giggles. Cruel, inhuman giggling.

"They can't help you miss, just open the door"

They are still out there. Knocking. Demanding I let them in. The power has gone out and my phone battery is almost fully drained. I've tried calling my friends but I can't get a signal.

I've texted them, but none of them is answering.

I'm just waiting for daylight to arrive. I hope they will be gone by then.

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