Baby-Sitting For the Devil
I never wanted to be a baby-sitter. I hated babies. I didn't want to be near a baby. But I had to get money the quickest way and that's baby-sitting. It was easy because people really didn't care about the amount. I charge twenty an hour. That's about forty dollars a day.
The parents are usually gone for one to three hours. I never thought I would start to like babies. I actually like them. But not anymore. I had one baby that was so bad, he knocked me to second place. He would punch me; he would not sleep, and never listen. I mean they were two years old. I think they should be able to listen. It was only him though.
I just wanted to throw him on the ground and beat him up. I hated that thing. I'm saying thing because that wasn't human. He did inhuman things. I never had seen nothing like it. I tried to tell his mom but she ignored me and walked out. She looked sick anyway. I just thought that I hated babies I was imaging about bad stuff. That wasn't true.
That one night his mother didn't come to get him. I didn't know he was crazy that day. I just said I will call. I called she didn't answer. I started to like babies, so I just said I will sleep with the bundle of joy. I went to sleep. I swear I thought the baby was asleep. He wasn't. Well he was. I guess not anymore. He wasn't between my arms. I lost him.
My house is huge with six bedrooms, four bathrooms. He could be anywhere. He could have drowned himself. I got up to see where he went. I saw a shadow run by and the shadow had a knife. I was so scared but I kept looking for him. I then heard footsteps running. I didn't think that it would be the baby. He was a slow grower and was tiny.
It was only me and him in the house. My parents went to Peru without me. I then turned around. It was the baby and had a knife. He ran away so fast. I knew I was in big danger. He always looked strange. I called his name millions of times. He never answered. I went upstairs to see him in the bathroom. I opened the door slowly. The shower was on.
I didn't see him anywhere. I opened the shower and nobody was there. I got pushed in there. I never knew he was so strong. He cut me everywhere. I had cuts on my arm, legs, and everywhere else. I thought I would be dead until the door bell rung. I slowly walked there. I see the baby in front of the door. He told me not to say anything. I opened the door.
I said you have a wonderful baby. She then answered me for the first time. She said o will bring him tomorrow. I answered with an okay. She put the baby in the seat and came back up to me. I know he tried to kill you. He doesn't like anybody but me. If he pops up in your house pretend your sleep. Don't open your eyes. She walked away.
I shut the door and turned around. I saw him. I forgot to close my eyes. I got stabbed in my neck. I never even touched a baby again. I couldn't, I was dead.
