Talk:Black-Eyed People/@comment-24553558-20140216035351

I just read about these children, and it made me remember my childhood a bit. When I was around twelve years old, I was up way past my bedtime, it was around two in the morning, and I was watching some show on television. I heard a banging on the door, and I was apparantly a very stupid child. I ran to it, eager and curious who could be at the door. I guess I thought it might be my dad home from work, or a neighbor. I opened the door with no hesisation, and I obviously didn't look out of the peep hole (I never was able to reach that thing, never growing past 4'11). There was a teenager there, almost as shocked to see me as I was him. There was no feelings of dread, which makes me wonder if the whole thing is just a coincidence. There was another boy, about my age at the end of my lawn behind him, looking shy. I turned on the porch light, to see pitch black eyes. I didn't think anything of it, most teenagers I saw wore strange contacts. I asked what he needed, but he just smiled. He looked on both sides of me, I assume looking for my parents. When he didn't find whatever he was looking for, he just nodded and walked away. I watched him walk all the way to the other boy, they held hands, and continued down the street. He didn't knock on any other door. He never asked me for anything. I remember watching them like I was in a trance until I could no longer see them. I just stood there with the front door wide open. I always thought it was probably the second weirdest thing that had ever happened to me. But I guess if it was the black eyed kids they probably would have asked to come in or something.