I have been following the stories you have been posting about these Black Eyed Kids. Just a few months ago I was travelling in Europe. I’m from Michigan, but had the once in a lifetime opportunity to go to Europe with a friend. I was enjoying my vacation—until this happened.
One weekend I heard crying from the hallway of my hotel room. I lay on my back in bed a little while, thinking about what it could be. My friend was sleeping like the dead, so I got out of bed to go check out the crying. I was about to be scared half to death.
I got out of our room, and went toward the main door and opened it up. I stuck my head out and looked both left and right. I wish I hadn’t. Down the hallway stood a little girl, wearing a white nightdress, with her hair in front of her face.
I got out on the hallway and got closer to the girl. Slowly, she turned raised her face. She wiped her hair from out of her eyes. Two pitch-black spots where her eyes should’ve been being staring at me. She started smiling. I could see that her teeth were almost similar to a vampire.
After a little while, she stopped giggling and there was quiet on the hall for a minute. I turned back to my room and closed the door behind me. I couldn’t hear anything outside until the knocking started. It started gently with just a few taps, and got progressively louder.
“Let me in,” a voice called out.
I said nothing.
“Let me in!”
My friend was still fast asleep. The “little girl” was screaming and shouting, knocking on the door.
“Let me in,” she kept screaming. “I need to come inside.”
It was like there was a storm in the hallway. I closed my eyes and started crying. The knocking and screaming lasted for an hour or so, and then died away. The next morning, I asked my friend why she hadn’t woken up—she had no idea what I was talking about. I know from the stories I’ve been reading on here that I encountered a Black Eyed Kid. I also know that these incidents are real—and terrifying.
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