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The Babysitter |||

Type: Scary

Written by: AllDayKade28471

     Back when I was about twelve, I hated everything about Halloween. I hated scary costumes, even though they never scared me; I hated candy, and I hated carving pumpkins. For me, Halloween was just another miserable day.
When my mom and dad were going to an adult Halloween party, I had to stay home by myself. Of course, my mom and dad obtained me a babysitter. I hated babysitters. They both said that when I turn thirteen I would no longer have babysitters EVER again.
When the babysitter showed up, my mom greeted her. I didn't. I simply rolled my eyes at her. She had long, dark hair and green, creepy eyes. Well, I would tell you more, but that's all I could see. She was in a Joker costume. It wasn't even scary to me. It just looked like a clown costume but with different colors. Boring! Since my mom and dad were going to be gone on Halloween night, they said I couldn't go trick-or-treating. I didn't care. I never participate anyway.
Once my mom and dad left, the babysitter disappeared. I thought she might have traveled back home. I cheerfully cheered. I just vanished into my basement to play video games.    
Immediately, I heard a scream. Probably just someone trying to scare someone, I thought. In my basement, it's dark, tremendously dark.    “Thank God I am not afraid of the dark, or I would be freaked out right now,” I whispered to myself. I suddenly heard knocking.
Being the feckless person I am, I didn't answer it. Minutes after, I heard it again. I became extremely annoyed, so I bolted up the stairs and forcefully opened the door. It was just stupid ol’ trick-or-treaters. I hollered at them, and they scampered away. Hah! Babies, I thought to myself. I shut the door and went back downstairs. The doorbell rang again. I tried to go upstairs, but it was locked. Now my sole way out was the downstairs door. I do have to admit I was becoming a little scared at this point. When I opened the downstairs door, I heard loud footsteps upstairs. I instantly heard the phone ring, but only for two seconds. All of a sudden I heard a boisterous smack. I assumed it was my babysitter answering the phone then hanging up. I walked out the door, and it furiously shut behind me.
I then walked slowly through the tall, moist grass. I noticed a shadow. When I turned around the corner, I saw my babysitter! I was in major relief! I hustled to her and pulled off her mask to give her a titanic hug. The moment I yanked off her mask, I whimpered,     "Wait. You're not my babysitter..."

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Last edited by alldaykade28471 (2012-10-28 15:02:59)