The Black-Eyed People – Who or what are these people?
There’s something more than just odd about these black-eyed people. Those who have encountered them sense an air of evil, of malevolence. Doubters say they are just posers with black-tinted contact lenses, but people who have met them face-to-face say that their strangeness goes much deeper. The feeling is of darkness, demonic… not human. Oh, and never let them in your house if they come knocking.
Stories of the these “Black eyed people”…
In Alamosa, Colorado, Michael says he might have actually worked with one of these black-eyed people.
A creepy black-eyed woman asks to be let in.
Another black-eyed man seen in Wal-Mart.
A marine’s instincts go on the alert in an encounter with black-eyed children.
A creepy black-eyed man is spotted in line at Walmart.
After a woman pays for gas, she encounters a man in a business suit, but with no eyes!
Real encounters with the black eyed people:
This happened in my city just outside of Detroit in 2006. I was working at a carpet store and I was by myself. It was about 6:00 or 6:30 p.m. when this very pretty lady and her two kids (the girl around six or seven and the boy either one or two) came into my store. At first I thought nothing of it until I noticed that the lady’s eyes were bigger and kind of darker, so I looked down at the girl because she said something to me that I couldn’t make out and her eyes were all black. It kind of caught me be surprise, and even though I wasn’t scared, it did make me feel very uncomfortable. But when I looked at the boy, his eyes were completely black – I mean there was no white at all, and I couldn’t understand what he said either.
I was kind of shaken up by them and I really didn’t know why. They left quickly, and as I sat there after about five minutes I realized that I was just on this site reading the other true stories and quickly scanned a story about black-eyed people, so I got back online and read the story again and found other stories about black-eyed people. But I really thought it was pretty darn weird that I just was reading about black-eyed people and it didn’t even occur to me until five minutes after they were gone. That thought helped me feel even weirder about the whole thing.
More Black-Eyed People
The story of the Black-Eyed Kids inspired me to send in my story because I think I ran into the adult version, though there was no feeling that I would die:
It was a nice sunny day in November and I had been out running some errands. I decided to stop at Starbucks on my way home to get some tea. There were a lot of people at Starbucks, no surprise. I got my tea, headed out the door, had to stop and organize myself as my keys migrated to the bottom of the purse and I still had to get my wallet in! So I plopped the stuff down on an open table and tried to get my act together. I felt like I was being watched, so turned around to give whatever to the perv that I assumed was watching me, and the smart aleck remark died in my mouth as I caught sight of him and made (inadvertent) eye contact.
I should note here: I did not see anything unusual in his manner of dress. Jeans, black shirt, lightweight black jacket, (no hat, no overcoat) not unusual dress. His hair was almost black, but didn’t look any darker than my boyfriend’s hair (boyfriend is of Japanese descent). His skin tone was a bit olive and pale but not overly so. It was the eyes and the aura, coming off of him that scared me.
The eyes, blacker than black, no white at all, wall to wall black, and I just felt a darkness around him, an evil. As I looked in his eyes, I somehow KNEW that was not a human soul occupying that body, and I felt that he knew that I knew that he was not human.
Interesting side note: three open tables around the table “he” was sitting at, were empty, and stayed empty. People would just come out the door, look in that direction, and leave. No one would sit near “him”.
I got the feeling that “he” was amused by this. That he could keep humanity away and he was challenging me, “Are you going to run away too?” My reply was “I am leaving because I was planning on leaving.” (All this was telepathic.)
I then broke eye contact, deliberately, and proceeded to get my stuff organized and walked back to my car. Somehow, I felt that it was important that I show no fear as he was still watching me. So I held it to a walk, a fast walk, but a walk. I got in my car and left.
It spooked me pretty badly, but I now know that we are not alone in this world. We share our world with others, non-human.