One evening I was sitting in my bedroom reading a book. It must have been around 1am, and was a Friday night. My husband worked nights so I usually tried to stay up for him. I heard a knocking. It wasn’t a normal knock; it was a slow, constant one. I got up out of bed to see what it was. I looked out of the window and to my surprise saw two young children. I opened the window and asked them what they wanted at this time of night. They replied by saying a simply, “Let us in.”
Now I didn’t recognize these children at all—they weren’t the kids from next door. They were dressed in black clothes, and looked dirty. I did wonder if they were runaways, and it did cross my mind to call the Sheriff. I said no and asked what for and all I got back from them was, “We want to use your bathroom.” I was quite shocked that children of about I’d say 10 years old wanted to use a stranger’s bathroom at this time of night. So I told them no. I closed the window, but looked at them through the glass, and to my surprise I glanced at their eyes and I have never ever seen eyes like them. They were black, completely black. I got the feeling of evil and unhappiness. It surrounded me. It was horrible.
The knocking continued for two hours. This slow rhythmic knocking that reached all around the house. I picked up the phone several times—but the phone line was dead. I didn’t dare look outside again. When my husband arrived home he said that he didn’t see anything outside, I told him about the phone and he checked it. It was live. I haven’t seen the kids since.
Submitted by Anon.
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