When The Darkness Ascends

The Black Eyed Children

[The story of the Black-Eyed Children is a rather infamous legend. As the title suggests its about children with black eyes. Simple, right? But not at all. Its been said that the Black-Eyed children will knock on your door at midnight/passed midnight, and will ask if they can enter. But if you refuse, they will come back twice as strong and INSIST that you let them in. Then at one point, you will slowly be influenced and open the door for them. If you dont stop yourself from doing that, then you are as good as dead. Anywayyy~ Enjoy~ (￣∇￣)
Here is the link: http://weekinweird.com/2016/01/28/witness-report-i-let-the-black-eyed-children-into-my-home-and-now-im-slowly-dying/]

"Hey, [Y/N]. Have you heard about Katherine Miller from that all-girls school down the road??"
asked my friend, Micheal.
"No? Who's that?"
I asked in cofusion from the sudden question.
"Seriously?! She's been all over the news lately!"
he yelled in surprise from my lack of knowledge.
"Any reason to why she's been so famous?"
I asked, assuming its just going to be some sort of lame gossip like the stuff he always tells me about. "The news said that she was found dead at 2am but died at around midnight. They said that the reason for her death is unknown cus she had no damages down to her body. No traces of suicide, torture, overdose or anything! Just dead. For no reason whatsoever. She was found lying against the front door when her mother found her, but the mother refuses to reveal anymore information about her death because it seems that she's unsure too"
Micheal explains to me.
"Wow... May she rest in peace then lol"
I said jokingly. My friend looked at me in disgust before saying
"Its not funny [Y/N]! She seriously died without any reason! Im not lying!".
I sighed before asking
"Why are you even telling me this? Its not scary, its just stupid. Probably cus the police didnt search hard enough. There is no way she can die just like that without a reason." I pointed out. "Well thats what we're going to find out~"
Micheal said with a cheeky smirk on his face as he rubbed his hands together as though he was up to something.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
I asked
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I sighed.
"Why am I here...."
I asked, holding up a flashlight to an unfamiliar house door.
"We're here to find out the truth of course!"
He said energetically, walking towards the front doorstep. He then proceeded to bang on the door before I could stop him. Suddenly, the words
"LEAVE ME ALONE! GO AWAY! YOU ALREADY TOOK MY DAUGHTER AWAY! WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT!?"
was being screamed at us on the other side of the door.
"Excuse me ma'am. May we speak with you?"
asked Micheal.
"Hey dude, lets stop. She obviously doesnt want to talk about it"
I said, trying to convince him to go leave. But then, the door suddenly swung open. It was dark inside and we couldnt see a thing. Micheal made his way to the door then pushed it wide open. The door creaked as a woman was seen, standing in the corner while holding a gun in front of her while trembling in fear. We dropped the flashlight in shock before holding our hands up.
"Miss, we mean no harm!"
I yelled, desperate for her to drop the gun.
"Yea! We're from [name of your school] school, which is near your daughter's school! We wish to ask what happened on the night that she was found dead."
explained Micheal. She didnt seem convinced at all, but she slowly let the gun drop.
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Moments later, she seemed to have calmed down. But I doubt she trusts us just yet.

She let us sit down and even poured us a cup of tea before sitting down herself. The room was full of tension and nobody dared to speak, or even breathe because the room was so quiet.
"So what is your names?"
asked the middleaged woman.
"Im Micheal and this is [Y/N]"
my fellow friend quickly replied. A few minutes later, I heard Micheal gulp before asking
"So.... Mrs Miller... How did it happen?",
he asked with a feeling of discomfort.
"It was late at night and we were both about to head to bed. My husband is working overseas so he wasnt home that night. At about 12:07am, there was a knock at the door. Katie went to go check who it was. She spoke into the monitor and asked who they were, but they didnt reply and only said 'May we come in?', I thought it was rather odd as they refused to tell us their identities and assumed Katie had it covered and would just ignore it. But instead, she let them in. So I assumed that she recognized it was someone from school or something and thought I should leave them alone. But before I went upstairs to use the restroom, I took a glance at our guests. There was 2 children: One wearing a white hoodie with the hood up and the other wearing dark clothing with a pair of sunglasses. They looked like Katie's age, so I was relieved it wasnt some old pedophilic man and had just left them alone. When I came out the bathroom about 30 minutes later, the lights were turned off in the restroom, so I thought that they had left and Katie was already in bed, and proceeded to go to bed myself. When I woke up at 2am to get a glass of water, I saw her laying against the front door, pale and having trouble breathing... Thats when I called the police but they had arrived too late and was dead before they could even take her to the hospital...."
she explained the story as tears ran down her face. Micheal and I sat in silence, speechless. The story was way darker than we both expected and left us both flabbergasted along with a chill that went down our spines.
"Is that it? Was there any wounds on her body? Any evidence?"
I asked. But she shook her head while sobbing away. Both me and Micheal looked at eachother before suggesting that we leave for the night.
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It been a week since the mysterious death of Katherine Miller. The police are investigating who those 2 children were, after the mother decided to inform the police with the information that she gave us. While thats been going on, I have been doing my own research about the mysterious group of kids. Turns out, there has been regular occurances all over the world with the same thing happening. Some people saying how they were visited late at night by 2 strange children with mysterious auras, asking if they could come in or asking for help. But of course, they refused. And thats how they still live to tell the story. I also read in the comments that they have a specific name that they are referred to as: and thats 'The Black-Eyed Children'. Afterwards, I didnt look in anymore cus it was already pretty late at night. I layed on the couch, thinking about what had happened and trying to piece them together, but nothing came of it. Especially since I have never gotten a visit from one....

Half an hour has passed and I managed to doze off on the couch. I was woken up by
"knocking?",
I asked myself in confusion as I heard someone knocking on the door profusely. I looked at the time to see it was 12:07am and thought to myself, 'No. It cant be. There's no way', trying to convince myself that its a coincidence. I made my way to the door in disbelief and was about to open the door but stopped when I heard a voice ask in a monotoned voice,
"May. We. Come. In.?".
I gasped in horror before running upstairs and proceeding to hide under my bedsheets until the morning came.

This went on for nearly 3 years and it occurs every night, at exactly the same time: 12:07am. But not today.... It all ended today, on the 26th of March. When my friend Micheal found me dead at my own doorstep.
[End]