S7 E3 | Black-Eyed Kids Part 666

Summary

Podcast Summary: I Want To Believe - Season 7, Episode 3 | Black-Eyed Kids Part 666

Introduction

In Season 7, Episode 3 of the I Want To Believe podcast, host Nomar Slavic delves deep into the eerie phenomenon of Black-Eyed Kids (BEK). This episode, titled "Black-Eyed Kids Part 666," explores a series of chilling encounters with these mysterious entities, blending personal testimonies with folklore analysis to unravel the mystery behind their unsettling presence.

Defining Black-Eyed Kids

Black-Eyed Kids are described as enigmatic children or adults with completely black eyes, devoid of any visible iris or pupil. These entities typically approach individuals late at night or in secluded areas, often seeking assistance, a ride, or entry into someone's home. Their presence induces a profound sense of dread and panic, compelling most people to instinctively refuse them entry.

Encounters and Testimonies

1. Anonymous Nashville Encounter [03:29]

   An anonymous witness recounts an unsettling encounter in June 2019 in Nashville, Tennessee. While on a late-night walk, the individual spots two children emerging from the woods. Intrigued, they follow the duo until the young girl stops in the middle of the road, prompting the witness to intervene. Upon turning, the witness describes the girl's eyes as "like staring into a void" (03:31), overwhelming them with fear. The encounter escalates as the boy forcefully removes the witness from the girl, leading to a frantic escape.

   Notable Quote:

   "As soon as I looked into them, I felt a rush of fear so strong that it had overwhelmed everything." – Anonymous Witness [03:29]

2. Black-Eyed Adult Encounter [06:48]

   Nomar Slavic shares a personal story involving a Black-Eyed Adult (BEA). One evening, while eight months pregnant and feeling nauseous, he is approached by a woman with solid black eyes who requests to use his phone. Despite his reservations and the woman's unsettling demeanor, Nomar resists her demands. The encounter concludes abruptly as the woman, now visible under the porch light, leaves without further incident.

   Notable Quote:

   "The only way I can describe how she made me feel is that I felt threatened." – Nomar Slavic [06:48]

3. Columbus, Ohio Factory Worker’s Experience [13:08]

   A factory worker in Columbus, Ohio, recounts an April 2017 incident where a solitary adult with black eyes stands in the middle of a dark street. The individual, dressed in a hooded jacket and wet slippers, turns to face the worker, instilling immediate terror. The witness barely escapes, plagued by fear and unable to overlook the unnerving encounter.

   Notable Quote:

   "I was immediately filled with terror and almost froze up." – A.F. [13:08]

4. Target Store Incident in Philadelphia [16:30]

   Nomar narrates an experience at a Target store in a Philadelphia suburb, where he and his daughter encounter a young woman exhibiting odd behavior. Her exaggerated gait and the bloodied appearance of her nails precede a horrifying revelation—her eyes are jet black. The situation escalates as the woman performs a disturbing 360-degree head turn, terrifying Nomar's daughter and prompting them to leave the store immediately.

   Notable Quote:

   "The negative energy was palpable, very intense and frightening." – Nomar Slavic [16:30]

5. Fargo, North Dakota Shovel Incident [27:30]

   A resident of Fargo shares a peculiar encounter involving a teenage girl with black eyes. After her shovel goes missing, she spots the girl shoveling snow near her mailbox. The girl requests to borrow the shovel, displaying unsettling black eyes before departing without explanation. This incident leaves the witness baffled and fearful of the BEK presence in their area.

   Notable Quote:

   "I swear I almost fainted." – Fargo Resident [27:30]

Origins and Theories Behind BEK

The episode delves into the possible origins of Black-Eyed Kids, highlighting their prominence in late 1990s internet urban legends. While skeptics argue that BEK are mere fabrications designed to evoke fear, numerous consistent testimonies worldwide suggest a recurring phenomenon. Theories regarding their existence range from supernatural entities and lost souls to extraterrestrial beings and shapeshifters.

Cultural and Psychological Perspectives

The podcast explores the cultural evolution of childhood perception—from being largely insignificant in pre-Romantic societies to symbols of innocence and vulnerability in modern times. This shift amplifies the terror induced by BEK, as they defy the inherent goodness associated with children. Furthermore, the discussion touches on the fight-or-flight response triggered by such encounters, emphasizing our innate survival mechanisms responding to perceived threats.

Host’s Reflections and Conclusion

Nomar Slavic introspectively shares his conflicted feelings about BEK, acknowledging both his belief in their existence and the fear they instill in him. The episode concludes with lingering questions about the true nature of BEK, urging listeners to ponder whether these entities are malevolent spirits, extraterrestrial beings, or something beyond human comprehension.

Final Thoughts

Season 7, Episode 3 of I Want To Believe offers a comprehensive exploration of the Black-Eyed Kids phenomenon, blending firsthand accounts with cultural analysis to present a compelling narrative. Through detailed storytelling and insightful commentary, Nomar Slavic invites listeners to delve into the shadows of the unexplained, leaving them both intrigued and unsettled by the enigmatic presence of BEK.

Transcript

[Unknown Speaker 1]

Who's out there?

[Unknown Speaker 2]

Please, will you open the door?

[Unknown Speaker 3]

Kids are. Kids are. You can accept it or be stupid.

[Nomar Slavic]

And be a skeptic.

[Unknown Speaker 3]

Unconceivable. Unbelievable. Unidentified Flying Objects.

[Unknown Speaker 1]

I Want To Believe.

[Nomar Slavic]

Welcome to Season 7, Episode 3 of the I Want To Believe podcast. Um, Nomar Slavic. With an unobstructed gaze and the deep, unsettling idea that the youngest of our species are out to do us harm, Black Eyed Kids continue to terrify many unsuspecting people across the world. So let's continue where we left off. This is part six of the Black Eyed Kids saga. Now, before before we jump into the episode and hear a bunch of BEK stories, I wanted to announce that my book is finally out. UFOs over Maine 10th anniversary edition. This is the most comprehensive book on the UFO phenomena in the state of Maine. There are over 400 pages and almost 200 stories. The book is now available in my online store. The GoFundMe link is still active so you can donate there. You can buy it on my store. You can also get it on Amazon and it is available as an ebook as well. The cost of the book is $25 plus tax and shipping. The cost of the ebook is $8.99. I'll have you know some people have called the book brilliant, engaging, scary and an overall good time. Those are people that have donated to the GoFundMe and I thank them so, so much for helping me get this book off of the launching stages and out into the world. So check the show notes for links to purchase the book or just check my social media and you will see links there. Alright, enough of all that. Let's get into some Black Eyed Kids stories. The Black Eyed Children legend typically revolves around encounters mysterious children whose most striking feature is their completely black eyes devoid of any discernible iris or pupil.

[Unknown Speaker 4]

A person, often alone or with a.

[Nomar Slavic]

Small group, encounters one or more children, usually between the ages of 6 and 16. While out at night or in secluded areas, the children appear unexpectedly, often asking for assistance, a ride, or to be let into the person's home. All of these stories come from the Phantoms and Monsters website Shout out to Lon Strickler and all the work he's done over the years. Also, some stories have been edited for readability. This first story comes to us from an anonymous witness. It's a short one, but certainly interesting. This incident occurred in June 2019 while I was living in Nashville, Tennessee. School had let out and I would stay at a friend's house most weekends Because I couldn't sleep, I often went for late night walks within the neighborhood. Now don't get me wr. I've had plenty of strange things happen to me on my night walks. From the homeless offering me a duck to being followed by a car of drunk guys. But this night was different. I saw two figures come out of the woods. They looked smaller and younger than me and I was instantly curious. I followed the kids, staying quiet, when suddenly the little girl, she seemed to be younger than the boy, stood in the middle of the road. A car was coming and I bolted out and tackled her. The thing nearly missed both of us. When I looked down, the little girl was more annoyed than happy or grateful. But what got my attention was the black eyes. It was like staring into a void. I couldn't look away. As soon as I looked into them, I felt a rush of fear so strong that it had overwhelmed everything. I still don't know how long it lasted or if anything happened, but the next thing I knew, the boy was ripping me off the girl with surprising strength. By now I was completely freaked out and I couldn't bring myself to check his eyes. I was able to get away and sprinted off. I could hear them running after me, yelling for me to wait, to stop, and I don't know why, but I almost did. I ended up sprinting through the backyards until I couldn't hear them anymore. I'm not crazy. I know it really happened.

[Unknown Speaker 4]

The urban legend of the Black Eyed children arose in the late 1990s with stories circulating on the Internet about strange children with solid black eyes knocking on doors, asking to be let inside. Those who have encountered them report an intense feeling of dread and panic. Panic. Even though the children do not overtly threaten or become violent. The children continue pleading to be let inside, but people overwhelmingly feel an instinctual urge to not let them in. In some accounts, the black eyed children suddenly vanish when the door is shut on them. While they display no signs of being dangerous themselves, they invoke a deep sense of terror in those who see this.

[Nomar Slavic]

This next story features something a little different. A black Eyed Adult this may be a theme tonight. It was Saturday night around 9pm and no one was home. Everyone had gone out for dinner and I decided to stay home as I felt nauseous. I'm eight months pregnant and was exhausted after having worked 10 hours. I was in my kitchen rummaging through the fridge for a light snack when someone knocked on my front door. This surprised me because my family has keys. They would just open the door right away. Also in my neighborhood you know not to open the door unless you are expecting company. The knocking continued. Now irritated, I go to the front door and look out the peephole to see a woman in her 50s just standing there staring down at my welcome mat. Seems harmless, I think to myself and stupidly open the door. The screen door is still locked and standing in between her and I. Awkwardly. She hasn't looked up and hasn't said a word so I ask can I help you? She stays quiet. Then without any emotion, more like in a monotone voice voice, she asks if she can use my phone. I said I didn't have one. People snatch phones and run away in my city so I was paranoid and lied. She asked again more forcibly to use my phone and then demanded by saying let me in and looked up at me. Her eyes were solid black and holds eye contact with me, almost smirking. I remember the stories I have read all of the children, but here was this older lady with black eyes. The only way I can describe how she made me feel is that I felt threatened. I looked away but quickly looked back at her eyes. Something about them draws you in. I tell her no and then I demanded that she leave and I began to slowly close the the door. She practically screams let me in. Startled, I turn on the porch light hoping to scare her away. What she does next confuses me to this day she can clearly see me now, looks down at my pregnant tummy, turns around and walks away. That's it. No looking back, no nothing. I was dumbfounded. That was three years ago and I have not seen her since. The mere presence of the Black Eyed Woman remains with me to this day. My child was born without incident. The Black Eyed Children phenomenon has sparked curiosity and fear in equal measure. These eerie encounters have captivated the imagination of many. The true nature of Black Eyed Children remains elusive with theories ranging from supernatural entities and psychological phenomena. Despite skepticism and speculation, the enigma of the Black Eyed Children continues to intrigue those fascinated by the paranormal and the occult. This next story is from a person who identified themselves with the initials A.F. also encountered a B.E.A. a black eyed adult. I just made that up. I'm sure I'm not the first one, but anyway. I work in a factory during the graveyard Shift from 10pm to 6:30am in Columbus, Ohio on a night in April of 2017. I was actually working my sixth day in a row for overtime. I've had this job for a while now and I'm used to this kind of schedule. I'm bringing this up because typically after I get home I am still wide awake and tend to sleep later in the day. I was totally alert when this happened. I ended up leaving work early since I completed a lot more orders than usual and I was on my way home at around 4.30am I turned down the side street that leads to my apartment complex and I immediately noticed it was quite dark as the street lights were not illuminated. The suburb I live in uses street lights that have sensors so they light up when people walk by them and turn off by themselves to save energy. I turned on my high beams as I come around a small bend in the road that leads up to a children's park and the only stop sign on this street. I then noticed something in the middle of the road. My first thought was that it was some stacked garbage that maybe blew off of the curb, but as I drove closer I slowed down and realized it was a person walking down the street with their back. To me it seemed like an old person, a very old person actually, by the way they were walking. I slowed down a lot because it was very odd. I didn't know if they were going to jump in front of my car or what since there are well maintained sidewalks less than 10ft from them to use. The next thing I notice is the clothing they are wearing a hooded jacket with the hood up and their hands inside the front pouch. They are also wearing sweatpants and what look like to be soaking wet slippers. As soon as I was next to them, they whipped around and stared at me. I could then see how pale and wrinkly their skin was. And then I saw the pitch black eyes. No whites, just black. I was immediately filled with terror and almost froze up. But I managed to floor it and sped the last few blocks to my apartment. I parked and then sprinted inside, locking all my doors and windows. I couldn't sleep at all.

[Unknown Speaker 1]

Skeptics argue that these encounters are merely urban legends, tales spun to scare and intrigue. Yet countless testimonies from people around the world paint a consistent picture of these eerie encounters, leaving many to wonder, what lies behind the black eyes of these children? Are they malevolent spirits? Extraterrestrial entities? Or something else entirely? The truth, if it exists, remains shrouded in mystery. Some speculate that the Black Eyed Children children are lost souls seeking solace or redemption. Others believe they are ancient supernatural creatures seeking to feed on the life force of unsuspecting victims. Regardless of their origin or purpose, one thing is certain. Encounters with the Black Eyed Children leave an indelible Mark on those who experience them.

[Nomar Slavic]

Okay, it must be a trend, because here is another black eyed adult encounter. In early February 2017, something really unusual took place. I was in the local Target store in a Philadelphia suburb shopping with my daughter. As we walked down the aisle on our way to the electronics department, I noticed a young woman ahead of us. She was about 20 years old or so. There was absolutely nothing remarkable at first. She was thin, had long dark brown hair, a T shirt, sweatpants and sneakers. It appeared she was biting her nails because her hand was next to her mouth. As we got closer in passing, there was something weird about her gait. Her stride seemed to be long and exaggerated. She was a little over 5ft in height, so it just looked odd. As we got closer, what had appeared to be nail biting was actually her biting her fingernails to the point where there was blood visible. As we passed her, the woman turned and looked at me and her eyes were jet black. She just gazed at me, staring me down as if to intimidate me. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before before. And a thought came into my head. I'm not scared of you. I know what you are. My daughter says I was staring her down like she was staring at me. So I continued to walk by, ignored her the best I could, and stoically kept going. As we continued, my daughter stopped and bent down to fix her shoelaces. When she did so, she glanced back at the black Eyed wood woman and she was walking away from us. She then told me that this woman turned to look back at us and her head turned 360 degrees. It frightened my daughter so bad that she begged us to leave the store. I now feel as though this was an evil being. The negative energy was palpable, very intense and frightening. I never really believed in this black Eyed people phenomenon, but now I know know that they exist. And I'm confident that they are demonic and take on the form of humans.

[Unknown Speaker 5]

Bek are such great modern folklore because they defy romanticized notions of childhood and the inherent goodness of children. Ideas that have evolved over time. The perception of children as innocent and weak, requiring constant adult and both morally and physically, is a relatively modern invention. Prior to the Romantic period, children were largely socially insignificant. They were background characters relegated to chores, familial duties and little else. But with the progression of the industrial age in the late 18th century, as infant mortality declined and literature and philosophy regarding child education grew alongside increased scrutiny around children child labor, the cultural concept of the child changed. Childhood became a sacred cultural symbol, a time of perceived innocence and happiness when children were not valued for their usefulness or economic viability, but rather for their hopeful possibility and vulnerability. Vulnerability. Vulnerability.

[Nomar Slavic]

Hey, Nomar Slavic here, interrupting my own podcast again to tell you and remind you about my brand new book UFOs over main 10th anniversary edition. Over 400 pages and almost 200 stories of extraterrestrial encounters from Mainers written by a Mainer. You can find a link in the show notes or check out any of my social media platforms. Also, I wanted to let everybody know that my documentary Otherworldly and More is available at Opera House Video in Belfast, Maine. If you happen to find yourself in the area, stop on in, say hi to Dennis and rent my documentary. Thanks so much. Back to the podcast. Okay, we're changing gears here quite drastically. We're moving on to an infant encounter with a peculiar incident near a restaurant and department store in 2014. I used to work at a Thai restaurant that was right next to a Walmart. Walmart. Once in a while when my break would start, I would walk over to the store. One time I was walking on the sidewalk about midway between the two buildings when a woman exited the Walmart with a young child in a stroller. As I walked past them, I looked at the child and looked over at me and I'm not joking when I say this, the child's face turned greyish green and it expanded somewhat on the sides and stretched out a bit in the front. Its eyes then turned black. It glared at me and stuck out its tongue, then immediately went back to normal and it looked away like nothing had happened. I knew it was mocking me and did it deliberately so that I would see there was no one else on the sidewalk besides the mother. It happened very fast, but I remember very clearly and I think about it every once in a while. Even though it happened nine years ago, I know what I saw and even remember knowing exactly what I was seeing. As it happened. The baby shape shifted into some sort of reptilian demonic creature. It did it intentionally and it was to scare me. I have never been able to get that image out of my head. I don't know if that baby was a black eyed kid or a reptilian or the witness made the whole thing up, but if there's any truth to it at all, it is certainly one of the most bizarre I have ever heard.

[Unknown Speaker 6]

Are these predators also shapeshifters that take on the form of something more innocent to trick their victims? Throughout history and in folklore, the idea of something morphing into a child to appear less threatening goes back thousands of years. In Judeo Christian folklore, demons are said to take on the form of children or use the voice of a child to make the victim more vulnerable and therefore more susceptible for possession. What if there is some weight to the idea that something evil could infect the innocent and a susceptible child? In these claims of possession, the possessed will often exhibit signs of superhuman strength, inhuman abilities, and have knowledge that no child or no ordinary person would know. What if these abnormally astute, unnerving black eyed children were not evil, but were infected by it?

[Nomar Slavic]

The following story is actually a typical BEK encounter, but there's a bit of a twist. Here's a story that happened to me several years ago. I just turned turned 21 and I went to my dad's in Denver, Colorado for part of my spring break. I had nothing to do late at night. So on a Sunday night I was leaving a little pub at around 1 in the morning. I was a little buzzed and wore a big black sweatshirt with dark jeans so I could fend off any creepers. I was walking back home in the dark with my phone out as a flashlight. I was about three houses away from mine when I looked over and saw two figures on a neighbor's porch. They were talking to a man who kept shaking his head, seeming like he was refusing to open the screen door. I stopped cautiously at the end of the driveway, holding my phone, ready to help or to call 911. I really had no idea what was happening. I could only think that these two people were harassing the man and he was looking angry and kind of scared. I. I just stood there watching and I heard the two boys, two kids. It sounded like I stepped forward, kind of involuntarily moving forward. I don't know why I was doing that. I found myself halfway up the driveway and I was illuminated by the porch light. And because of this, the man and the kids, if they looked, could see me clearly. I heard the kids voices saying let us in. We need to call our mom. Please, you have to let us in. There was no fear in their voices, just confidence. I had chills running down my spine and I was unable to move. I tried to make sense of the situation, but I couldn't. It just looked like a man was refusing to help two kids. But the sense of dread just made no sense. Without thinking, I cleared my throat. Throat. The man looked up and the kids turned around. The man looked even more afraid at this point. He closed the door. It made me jump. Maybe he thought I was one of them. The kids looked back at me and I looked straight at them. And every instinct I had was telling me to run for it. I was close to home, just a few houses away, and I knew for a fact that my dad had left the door unlocked. The kids started coming closer. I could see them better in the light. And that's when I realized they had no white in their eyes, just blackness. They slowly kept coming towards me. I don't know why I didn't run, and I feel stupid for saying this, but I was compelled to stay. The tallest of the two was right in front of me now. He was only a few inches shorter than me, and I glanced down at him. He stared back up at me and said, we have to use your phone. He knew what he wanted, and for being alone with a stranger at 1am he didn't seem at all afraid. I said, I don't have one. And I kinda backed up with my hands up. I didn't want to be that close to him, but I still couldn't run, even though I wanted to. Then he said, please, can we come in and use the phone? We need to get a hold of our mom. And like all my instincts told me to lie because at this point, I knew I couldn't outrun them. They were right there in front of me. They told me they needed to call their mom. And I said, I don't have a phone. I don't even live on this street or anywhere near here. I'm sorry. I could tell my voice was kind of shaky because I was so nervous. I continued, I'm in the same boat as you guys. My ride ditched me and I'm just walking around until I find a phone too. I figured that maybe they would leave me alone if they believed I couldn't help them. It didn't work. They said again, please help us. We need to be let in. I was like, I don't know, try another house or a payphone. I have some change if you want it. They just stared at me blankly. And then they both kind of nodded and stared. And I was like, okay, I have to go. Good luck. And I turned and walked in the direction that I came. I just kept thinking, they can smell fear. So I walked off calmly. I didn't reach for my phone. I just kept walking. And I must have walked three or four blocks until I finally turned around. My heart was pounding like crazy. I didn't see anything until I reached the neighbor's house. The porch light was still on and the man was Standing there with the door open and the screen door closed. He was holding a baseball bat. Our eyes met and I looked at him confused until I realized that I looked like one of those kids. That's why he was so scared. I called out, hey, did the kids leave? And he was like, the ones you were with earlier? And I kind of jumped back and was like, whoa. I wasn't with them. Them. I was scared of them too. He was like, well, I watched them walk away earlier. I don't know. I feel uneasy and I won't let you in either. I was like, hey, it's okay. I have to go home. I don't want to come in. He closed the door. I walked home and I closed and locked my door. I sat in the kitchen for a long time. I was afraid to go into my room because there was a huge window there and I was afraid they would be standing in front of it staring at me. Finally, I went to bed and thankfully the kids were not there. The next night there was a knock at the door at about 11pm My dad was asleep and I didn't dare answer it. I can't help but feel uneasy. To this day I often wonder if that was them who had come back for me.

[Unknown Speaker 2]

Fight or flight. The physiological reaction that occurs when a person is in the presence of something mentally or physically terrifying. Fight or flight refers to the two options that our ancient ancestors had to choose from when faced with something like a dangerous predator. They would either stand their ground and fight it out or run away. Run away, run away, run away, run away, run away, run away, run away.

[Nomar Slavic]

This last story, while not overtly scary, is certainly strange and I feel meritable mention on this episode. Here goes. I live in Fargo, North Dakota and the winters can be brutal here. My husband is a long haul trucker, so I'm home by myself a lot. One Monday morning I was outside shoveling snow from my walkway. It was still snowing, but the snow blower was busted and I wanted to get some of it out of the way. I worked on it for an hour or so and then decided to go in and get a cup of coffee. I left the shovel on the porch. About 15 minutes later, I headed towards the front door and back outside. It was then that I noticed the shovel was missing. I knew I had left it by the door, so I looked on the porch and up and down the driveway and then I saw someone shoveling snow by the mailbox. I walked in that direction and saw a foot footprints along the way, so I figured this person must have taken my shovel, but why would they be out shoveling by my mailbox? I got within 20ft or so of this person and yelled, hey, you have my shovel. They didn't answer. I could tell it was a teenage girl with long blonde hair. She was dressed in a dark gray jacket but had no hat or boots. I yelled again, hey, what are you doing? The person looked up. I swear I almost fainted. The face was that of a teenage girl, but her eyes were completely black. She stared at me and didn't say a word. She dropped the shovel and continued to look at me. Then she said in a very soft voice, I need you to help me. I stood there dumbfounded, but I kind of felt sorry for I picked up the shovel, then asked her, what's the trouble again? She looked at me for several seconds, not uttering a word. She then said, can I have the shovel? I said, you can use it when I'm finished. Is that okay? She said, thank you and turned and walked away. I kept an eye on her as she walked past several residences without stopping. Eventually she got far enough away that I couldn't see her through the falling snow. The Black Eyed Girl never came back for the shovel and I have no idea why she was shoveling the entrance to my driveway. I told my husband about the incident and he replied, I've heard talk about the Black Eyed people. I didn't know they were here in Fargo.

[Unknown Speaker 2]

These Black Eyed kids, they let you know we're just kids. You can let us in. We won't hurt you. Thinking that these words will be reassuring when in reality they are incredibly off putting. Because what kind of small child would feel the need to say those things? It's very weird. Something in our prehistoric lizard brains tell us that these are not real kids and that there is something to fear. So it's a good practice. If you hear a knock on your car window or on your front door in the middle of the night, just let it ride. Don't. Don't answer it. D. Wallace, who was an actress in the Hills have Eyes movie, she said, quote, children are innocents, so the more they stray from that, the more frightening it is for all of us. For an innocent energy to be taken over is the gravest of abominations the world can reap upon us. Adults are expected to be corrupt and evil. In a way, children are the last hope for good. For good. For good. For good. For good. For good. For good.

[Nomar Slavic]

And this is about the time in the podcast where I ask, do you believe in the Black Eyed People. I do and I don't mind admitting that they scare me. That's all we've got for this third episode of season seven of the I Want To Believe podcast. Don't forget to grab a copy of my book UFOs over the 10th anniversary edition. You can get it at my store slavicstore.company site or the GoFundMe is still live. You can find those links in the show notes or you can check out my social media platforms and you will see the links there as well. You can also get them on Amazon and on Kindle. Feel free to follow us on Instagram @207 believe and don't be afraid to DM us some show topic ideas. I'll talk to you next month and thanks so much for listening. I'm Nomar Slavic.

[Unknown Speaker 3]

Spoke and I don't know either Heart don't speak to me anymore and life get hard but these last days be many more I'm trying to get my bands up why you running through the banners I don't understand us you should find your way I hate my yearbook photo I hate my passport I hate my last name I hate everything it stands for I should probably transfer blue and brown dance port sign to public transport. I never went to PR Now I'm stuck on the dance floor just hugging just holding your hand I got your emotions Saturn I think about you all the time I've waited for you out my life I need you right here by my side I rather be alone I I want to go home it's getting really late so I got to go home Mom's blowing off my phone so I got to go home I love my mom, I hate my boyfriend I can love my mom that you hate my boyfriend but I love my mom and I bleed right outside your front door on my 12 speed I got your emotions tattooed on my sleeve I think about you all the time I'm waiting for you I'm my life I need you right here by my side Right outside your front door on.

[Nomar Slavic]

My.

[Unknown Speaker 3]

I got your emotions I think about you all the time I'm waiting for you out my life I need you right here by my side Empty.

[Nomar Slavic]

Home empty empty empty home.