Based in Brooklyn, NY, I write about all things creepy and strange. My book based on the real haunting of Doris Bither (The Entity 1982 movie) will be released soon. Got a question? Drop me a line.


You know, as a writer of the paranormal I come across a lot of weird and almost impossible stories to believe. Dinosaurs that still roam the earth…flying humanoids reported all over the world and Black Eyed Kids.
No, not kids with a bruised eye, but cases of reported children who approach individuals and ask for random favors or help. These kids are reported to look normal in appearance except for their solid black eyes. No sclera, cornea or iris are visible. Just solid black. The mannerisms that these children show upon encounter are not like any you would observe in children in that age group. Usually witnesses say that these children appear to be in a trance-like state. They can be described as lethargic, catatonic, forceful and even demanding and insistent in getting you to do what they ask.

What makes it worse is the eminent fear that the witnesses report feeling when they encounter these BEKs. Like a rush of fear and anxiety that hits them, most cases that I’ve read about talk about always include the same type of feelings of danger. BEKs cases are harder for people to accept. Most are inclined to accept the possibility of Shadow People over the possibility of BEKs, and who can blame them? It sounds like something out of the pages of “Children of the corn”.

My grandparents once told me a story that might be related to BEKs. It happened back in the 50s in the small town of Autlán, Jalisco Mexico.
The town of Autlán is a rural town, a few hours outside the bustling city of Guadalajara

As the story goes, my grandfather was walking home late one evening. This road he decided to take was a less traveled road. No houses were nearby, no street lamps illuminated the road. Just big tress that aligned the sides of the road were about the only things one could see. Just as my grandfather was coming around a corner and nearing the town, he noticed a young boy sitting on the edge of the road. Surprised to see a young boy out so late in the evening by himself, my grandfather asked him if he was OK. The boy told him that he was too tired to walk and needed to be carried into town. My grandfather thought it was and odd request.
As he stood there, he remembers that this boy would keep asking him to carry him into town.

My feet hurt so much and I can’t take another step‘ he said. ‘Can you carry me on your shoulders?

dark_eyesNot feeling to comfortable with the idea, my grandfather decided to hoist this kid up as opposed to just leaving a possible wounded child in the woods. The kid sat on his shoulders and was silent. Within a couple of yards, my grandfather told us that he had grabbed on to this boy’s feet [natural reaction when you sit a child on your shoulders] and that right away he noticed that this boy’s feet were not normal.

“His toenails were more like talons” my grandfather told us. The toenails that he saw on his feet were inches long and thick. Kind of like claws. Immediately this sense of danger and fear came over my grandfather and he instinctively threw the boy off his shoulders and without looking back, ran the next few hundred yards home. He did not hear the boy make any sound or yells when he threw him off his shoulders, my grandfather knew that he was in danger and acted accordingly.

A few things to note in this story. Both my grandparents told the story in a precise manner. My grandmother can attest to seeing my grandfather come home in a state of panic. He was visibly exhausted from his run and visibly terrified. The same story he told her back in the 50s is the same story he still, to this day tells.

Could this be an encounter with BEKs? Or my grandfather’s overreaction to a boy with bad hygiene? Although nowhere in the story, did my grandfather mentioned anything about the boy’s eyes, I think that since it was dark out, he could not be so sure. What he did know for sure was the terrible feeling that he had once he swung that kids up onto his shoulders.

My buddy Stephen Wagner from posted this interesting BEK story recently:

Full story at:

I’M A MARINE stationed at Camp Lejeune, North Carolina. I live in the infantry barracks off of River Road. I recently had a rather strange encounter with a pair of black-eyed kids.

I live on the third floor of the barracks that have open walkways on the outside and the rooms on the inside. This happened on a weekend back in November, 2009. It was a weekend, so almost every Marine was out, either home, drinking or sleeping; only a handful were left in the barracks awake. I’d stayed in that weekend because I was broke and had no money to go out.

I was watching a movie when I heard a knock at my door. Figuring it was my roommate who’d lost his key again, I went and opened it. Instead of a drunken roommate, I found two little kids standing on the walkway – only these kids freaked the hell out of me. I don’t know what it was about them, but as a Marine we’re always told to listen to that little voice in your head, because it just might save your life from an IED (improvised explosive device). Right then that voice was screaming at me to shut the door and lock it.


There was also the fact that these kids had absolutely pitch-black eyes. I mean no white or any other color to them whatsoever – just black. But I pushed those things aside and asked them what they were doing there so late. They responded by saying that it was really cold out and they wanted to come in and read. I was confused as hell, because I’ve never met a kid that wants to read. Also, there was no mention of any parents or anything else you’d expect a lost couple of kids to say.

I couldn’t take my eyes of their pitch-black eyes; it was like they were sucking me in. I felt horrible and was suddenly frightened for my life, like I needed to immediately take cover. They just stared at me, with those goddam eyes.

I took a quick look up and down the walkway to see if any other Marines were out, but there was nobody in site. I turned back to the kids who I noticed had taken a step forward toward me. I got the feeling like I was being hunted, like these kids where predators and out for their next meal or something. Instinct gave way to reason and I decided to listen to that voice and shut the door and locked it.

I heard soft constant knocking for the next five minutes before I heard my window rattle and then nothing. I went down to the officer on duty the next morning and asked him about it and he said he hadn’t heard of or seen any kids in the area at all, and dismissed it saying that I’d probably had too much to drink last night. Only I hadn’t been drinking at all or anything like that that night. I don’t know what or who those kids were, but I doubt any of the families here would let their kids wander around at night on a military base.

Let us also not forget Jason Offutt’s extraordinary blog “From the Shadows“, in which he writes about BEK encounters and Shadow People in a very terrifying manner.

Listen to Jason Offutt’s interview and his stories of the BEK cases he has reviewed:

  • katie

    i encountered an adult male. afro american light skinned clean cut nicely dressed in suite polite in the streets of manhatten n.y. he asked me if i can help him out with fillin out survey, and since he was looking down at his survey so was i. which asked 4 my name address n other info, i said no thx n was met by completely blk eyes when i looked up. a slight fear gripped me for just 2 seconds, as i have never seen eyes like that before completely blk, but i didnt remain scared bc it was broad day light and there were lots of people around. He was quite tall and lanky. my next emotion was that how sad he had to face the world with those eyes, i thought they were from some development problem like a physical deficiency or something not paranormal. but after reading all these beks i’m sure i met one. although he’s the only one that was alone. i would say he’s around 23 years old. And the guy who wrote about him picking up a boy on his back and seeing the tallons i read from another website where a lady who was abducted saw that the aliens looked just like people except their feet were tallons. She remembered being scared of it and the aliens telepathically said these were not real that they were projected images as a precaution to humans, and that humans were the ones they were afraid of so as to produce these tallons, out of scaring the humans into not harming them. however after reading what this man said, i guess they lied, they are their real feet….

  • Katie,

    If you liked that article, here is a listing of several others on the same subject.

    Note: The second one (submitted) was discovered as a fake, so you can skip it.

  • missy

    Long before I had ever heard of the BEK, I in fact had an encounter with one..I’ll never forget it, its still very vivid in my mind. I was sitting in my truck in a convenient store parking lot, waiting for my husband to come out. I happened to look at the car next to me and noticed a child looking back at me, I smiled and looked away…then something registered in my mind that the kid didnt really look right. I looked back, and the creepy kid was still looking at me, staring actually, with a what can only be described as a sinister smile on his face. It felt like he was looking right through me. I stared back, trying to make the rude boy look away and thats when I noticed that his eyes were completely black, like hollow looking. His face was seemed frozen in that creepy stare..he never blinked. I began to have an overwhelming and what seemed to me an irrational fear of this kid. My heart was racing and was literally afraid for my life. I slowly reached up and locked the truck door, completely aware that he was still staring me, almost mocking me, enjoying my fear. He could see it! I was praying for my husband to hurry and come out. I told him about the kid as we were driving away. The experience stayed with me for a long time. I would shiver every time I thought of it. It was many years later when I came across a site on the internet that described exactly what I saw. I dont know what they are, the only word that fits is demonic. Ugh! I hope I never encounter one again.

  • Peachey

    ooooooohhaaaaahh! Missy, that sent shivers up my spine!

  • Hei. I was reading up on the black eyed kids and I stumbled over a blog which has two posts, which are not about them, but mention black eyed children.

    This blog is rather odd, makes you shiver and wonder, if you have the time to read it all.
    Anyway, the first reference to the black eyed children is in a post named “old town” – which is about the town of “Sighisoara”, where Dracula was born. (Vlad the Impaler). Apparently there’s strong evidence in that part of the world, in old manuscripts, of a tale which spans over 2000 years, a tale that relates of how the town was built. It all comes down to the fact that apparently a black eyed child ordered the town to be built in that exact spot.
    You really have to read the whole post to understand, otherwise you will think it’s just weird talk.

    The other post which relate the appearance of two black eyed children, aged around 16, is called “no good deed goes unpunished” – and talks about how two black eyed children kissed a 1 year old boy and apparently healed him from leukemia. They also put a necklace around his neck.

    Again, you have to read the whole post, or the whole blog, to understand. The blog is not about black eyed kids, but I found references of them inside it and I feel that they are somehow players in a much bigger scheme that we could fathom.

    Check it out.
    Oh, this is the link to the first post

    If you feel like reading the whole blog, make sure you read the “about me” or “who I am” page and the very first post. Won’t make any sense if you don’t.

    I just thought to share this with you because I’m as interested in black eyed children as you are.

  • Zizzle

    check out this real encounter i read on another website.

  • Sandy Hickman-Holliday

    I clicked on your link and it said what I am looking for is no longer there.  Just to let you know that link doesn’t work anymore.

  • Jerms

    Toenails like talons, eh? That happened to me once. After a “flare” from a severe case of rheumatoid arthritis in both of my knees, I was unable to clip my toenails for many months. In fact, I needed my father to clip the “talons” for me. I can understand being spooked, but is it not possible that a child who is too tired to walk might have caused his toenails to become misshaped from walking too much?

  • Lisa Falour

    I was unable to view the Offut videos here in France due to copyright issues.

  • LesMc

      These stories always make me go hmmmm.

  • Jerms, also, if a person had rheumatoid arthritis such as what you described, wouldn’t he have tired painful joints upon walking, for example, his feet?  I think maybe the boy just had rheumatoid arthritis.  Usually when someone is deformed because of a condition or DNA mutation, people tend to get freaked out.  In this case, we’ll never know what the boy really was or whether he had a condition because we weren’t there. 😉

  • AaronD2012

    Anyone see “Wicked Little Things” ??


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  • Jeez714

    This happened to me in the mid 1970s. My ex wife was working at the Atlantic City Race track.Her boss and I became very close friends. He brought his girlfriend over he was cheating on his wife at the time. She had this toddler with a big head. I didn’t pay too much attention to the kid as to tell the truth I was eyeing up his girl most of the time as she really lit me up. He didn’t drive and asked me to drive him to the store for cigarettes.  My wife said she’d drive him.She placed the kid in a carrier that I noticed he was way to big for. She had  him on the kitchen table and I was talking to her from the den across the room. Then this girl asked me to mind the kid while she went to the bath room. It was getting dark and I hadn’t put the lights on yet. I walked in the kitchen and this fucking kid with solid black eyes scared me so fucking bad I almost threw a punch at him.  He stared at me like he could talk and that look was spine chilling. .I remember backing into my den almost frozen with panic.This kid never  took that stare from me. Then with a clear adult voice he said what’s the matter? I did not imagine this and I wanted to shoot him. The toilet flushed and she came out. I ran to the back of the house till my wife came back. I never told anyone this story and it’s the truth so help me.

  • Jum1801

    Don’t you get tired of being a dick?