It was the week that consisted of world conferences every single day; It had grown dark out when the meeting that day ended, I walked a mile to the house where I was stayed for the week of the meetings (Paid for by Alfred because he wanted me close to him).
I walked up onto the doorstep and unlocked the door slowly; The sense of being watched overwhelmed me as I pushed the door open and walked inside, it was extremely rare for me to feel uncomfortable like that. I put my bag away and was brewing up some earls grey tea when I heard a knock on the door; Thinking it was Alfred I yelled to the door "Alfred you git if that's you your dead!" I thought it had been Alfred sneaking up on me trying a lame attempt to scare me, I walked over to the front door and opened it…

What I saw I didn't expect…

Two children stood at my doorstep! My eyes widened when I saw these peculiar kids. They both were wearing raggy clothes with hoodies over their heads, pale and the strangest feature of all was that they had pure black eyes, no white only black. I gulped and stared at the children as they started to talk to me.

"May we come in and watch the telly?"

They were attempting to do a British accent and were failing pretty badly; I couldn't say a word as I stared at them, the more I stared into their fully black eyes the more fear built into me. I wanted to slam the door and hide under the covers of my warm safe bed but at the same time I wanted to open the door and let them in.
I shook my head slightly signaling a no but the children became more persistent; they both looked about eight years old at the latest, both boys. The nagging feeling to let them in grew stronger in the back of my mind; I tried to push the thoughts back and considered running to Alfred's house which was right across the street.

"Don't you dare run, we would easily catch you and it would make things worse." The one boy smiled creepily, I clutched the door handle when I saw the boy's blood stained teeth. I quickly slammed the door on the boys and put my back to the door; my eyes were as wide as full moons my heartbeat was extremely fast.

I had felt like I had just escaped death.

I looked through the small hole on the door and the children were gone; I sighed a sigh of relief and shakily went on through my nightly process.

The next morning I was exhausted; I was afraid to go outside because I thought the children were going to be standing there. It was until Alfred came over and discovered me on the couch faintly trembling still thinking about the terror I had felt last night.

"What wrong Iggy!?" Alfred asked worriedly making me jump, I turned to him and hugged him tightly telling him about the encounter he had last night.

"You didn't let them in did you?!" Alfred yelped but then sighed when I shook my head. "Those were the black-eyed children; they are known for coming up to houses or cars and asking to come inside. Those who let them inside are usually killed soon after by a freak accident… They are one of the many legends in my country."
I just stared at him with wide eyes, why had I never heard this myth before!? I finally calm down and we left to the meeting.

That night I learned never to open the front door without looking through the peep hole first.

Hey guys!

This is a new story series that I will be working on along with Tino's (Which I will be uploading later)

I got the inspiration for this book series by the show 'Monsters and Mysteries of America' on the Destination America channel.

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~Daiz