Because I told ReformatMe I would post this.
It's probably nothing, but it scared the shit out of me. I stayed at my friend's sister's house on Sunday. Sarah's housemate thought it would be fun to scare me.
At the bottom of the road where Sarah's house is, there's another road that runs across it. Alongside it is a cemetery. One night, one of Sarah's friends, Andy was walking along there. Two kids, one younger than the other, approached him. They were dressed in bright hoodies. Instead of feeling apprehensive, Andy felt totally at ease. The two kids stopped him and told him they were lost and asked if he would be able to help them find their way. Andy agreed, but told them he'd only be able to take them so far.
Andy walks the kids along the road, and the older one strikes up conversation; asking him what sort of music he was into and stuff like that. The younger child remained silent. As the three of them walked further down the road, Andy began to feel as though his heart was dropping further and further as he continued to walk with the children.
The smaller child then stopped, and says to the older kid; "We shouldn't be doing this, this is wrong," and with that Andy ran as far as he could until he is just in the next street. He turns back and the children are nowhere to be seen.
Only is it then that Andy realises why he was suddenly filled with dread; the children who had approached him had empty sockets where their eyes should have been.
I've been told, that if you look on google, this happens all over the world; two children, one older than the other, both in bright clothing. They always ask permission before they walk with or enter the homes of who they meet. It is always the same, you never notice their eyes until they have gotten away.
We drove along that road, that evening and saw nothing, but I think I can safely say, I have a new found fear of people in reflective jackets.
At the bottom of the road where Sarah's house is, there's another road that runs across it. Alongside it is a cemetery. One night, one of Sarah's friends, Andy was walking along there. Two kids, one younger than the other, approached him. They were dressed in bright hoodies. Instead of feeling apprehensive, Andy felt totally at ease. The two kids stopped him and told him they were lost and asked if he would be able to help them find their way. Andy agreed, but told them he'd only be able to take them so far.
Andy walks the kids along the road, and the older one strikes up conversation; asking him what sort of music he was into and stuff like that. The younger child remained silent. As the three of them walked further down the road, Andy began to feel as though his heart was dropping further and further as he continued to walk with the children.
The smaller child then stopped, and says to the older kid; "We shouldn't be doing this, this is wrong," and with that Andy ran as far as he could until he is just in the next street. He turns back and the children are nowhere to be seen.
Only is it then that Andy realises why he was suddenly filled with dread; the children who had approached him had empty sockets where their eyes should have been.
I've been told, that if you look on google, this happens all over the world; two children, one older than the other, both in bright clothing. They always ask permission before they walk with or enter the homes of who they meet. It is always the same, you never notice their eyes until they have gotten away.
We drove along that road, that evening and saw nothing, but I think I can safely say, I have a new found fear of people in reflective jackets.