posted on Oct, 5 2010 @ 10:27 AM
While I didn't experience this first hand, my neighbor literally told me this story two nights ago and the next morning I read Oz Weatherman's post.
It wasn't until reading his post that I felt that my neighbor's experience could have been a potential BEK encounter.
The basics:
We live in a pretty nice neighborhood, and there really are no kids in it at all aside from maybe a couple of kids in high school. My neighbor is an
older fellow, his wife has been in and out of the hospital for the past year or so, and has recently been in the hospital for an extended period of
time. My neighbor, who we'll call George, gets up around 3:30AM everyday to prepare himself for the 2 hour commute to the hospital in which his wife
is currently residing. He's an honest man, and he's always made it a point to be a neighbor. Usually he'll say hello, or give a wave when we see
each other and on some occasions we'll meet halfway between our driveways and have a chat about the day to day happenings. We've exchanged numbers
in the past for emergency/neighborly purposes but until the other night neither of us have received a call from the other.
The story:
I was outside Sunday evening cleaning out my truck (much needed) and George pulled into his house; he was returning from visiting his wife. He exited
his vehicle, and lit up his usual cigarette and gave me a wave. With an almost confused look on his face he walked over to my truck, half looking at
the ground, half looking at me. He said something along the lines of "Hey did you get a call around 4 this morning?" and I actually had, but I
didn't answer it because of the time. It helps to verify that this event actually happened and he wasn't taking a step into senility though. I
didn't pay much attention to who had called when I received it, but I put two and two together and this point and figured it must have been him. I
replied saying that I had received a call and I apologized for not answering, I was tired and had to be up for work only an hour or so later. He said
it wasn't a big deal, but he wanted to let me know that some kids were eye-ing our houses up when he came out to sit and drink his coffee/smoke his
morning cigarette. Also said he didn't mean to wake me but the kids seemed "a bit off". He was worried they might be planning to break in when he
left, since he's been on his current routine for a month or so, it wouldn't be hard for someone to catch on to his schedule. Anyhow, on to the
meat.
He then went on to explain what happened. To give you the setup, George usually opens his garage door, and sits inside on a lawn chair and drinks his
coffee and smokes his morning cigarette. Once he had situated himself in his usual morning spot, he noticed "two kids" across the street. He said
they were just standing there, and looked like they were staring at either his house or my house. George said he couldn't tell because it was still
pretty dark out. He said they looked like they were trying to stay in the dark because they were almost directly between the two light poles.
(interesting he mentioned that) He said he continued to sit there and watch them. He didn't say a word. Then one of the two kids said, and I quote
from George, "What's the matter pappy, you think we're gonna rob you?" George said he remained quiet and didn't say anything. He said again, that
one of the two kids repeated the question "What's wrong pappy, you think we're gonna rob you?" George explained that this alarmed him a little
bit. The fact that two kids of their age were out at that time (around 4 AM) and they were asking that specific question, in a disrespectful tone put
him on alert. So George said he remained quiet, walked inside and grabbed a shotgun, not loaded, and walked back into the garage. Upon entering the
garage, he saw that both kids were now on our side of the street, standing on the sidewalk next to a tree. He made sure that they were able to see the
shotgun and he propped it on his vehicle and then sat down right next to it, thinking it might scare them off. To his surprise they didn't seem to
care and he said one of the kids laughed, as if they were mocking him. So then George finally spoke.. He told the two something along the lines of "I
dont know what you're up to, but I know if you try anything, the best part of your day will be over." Upon hearing this, the two children began to
walk across his front lawn and up his driveway. George said at this point, he was frightened, he grabbed the shotgun and stood up but the kids kept
getting closer. One of them then said, "You aren't gonna shoot a kid are you pappy?" and George said he replied, "I will have to if you don't
leave me alone and leave my property."
George said that one of the kids had a grin on his face, but it was still hard to make their faces out because it was still dark, and they were
standing about halfway up his driveway. George then told them they needed to leave or he'd call the police and they would get them for curfew. He
said neither of the kids responded, but they just kept looking at him. He said something about the two just wasn't right. At this point George said
he was pretty shaken, so he walked towards the door that enters his house in the garage and closed the garage door. He said he looked back and the
kids were walking up the driveway further. He said he called the police at this point and they said someone would be dispatched. He walked into his
kitchen and he said he heard knocks at his door. George said he was looking through the kitchen blinds and saw that one of the two kids stood back and
was standing in his lawn staring into his living room window. George said he didn't answer the door. Then went to his fridge to get my number and he
called me. He couldn't be sure if the knocking stopped during or after the call, but he said it was only a matter of seconds, he looked back out the
window and both of them were gone. The police arrived a few minutes later and searched around and found no trace of the two kids.
George seemed pretty shaken up after telling me the story and said to be sure to keep the doors locked and watch for anything going on. Maybe he's
overly paranoid, but if that's what really happened.. I don't blame him. He took great care to tell me the story and give me as much detail as
possible. I never thought BEK as I really didn't know much about them before reading' Oz's post, but it's a similar story to his. Odd hours of the
night, two kids, speaking in a manner that didn't really fit, and attempting to get closer/enter a house?
Could be coincidence, could be a little exaggerated by my neighbor.. But I have no reason not to believe him and I did get a call that morning. I
dunno, maybe it's totally unrelated, but it seemed pretty strange to me.