Dying to Babysit

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Dying to Babysit

It all began one day when I was over my friend Susan's house. Her

parents had just left for vacation to Texas, leaving her home by herself. I was

allowed to stay that weekend while her parents were away. Susan and I were

sitting down eating when she got a call from the house where a new family just

moved into. The Smith's had asked her to babysit for them. They said it was

all right if I came too. They wanted us to come over about six that evening.

When we got over there Mrs. Smith introduced her two year old daughter

named Julie to us. Mr. and Mrs. Smith didn't leave right away because they

wanted Julie to get to know us better. Mrs. Smith told Susan and I that Julie

could stay up until 8:00 P.M.. She also told us she had been having problems

with her telephone. There must have been something wrong with the connection

because when it rang there would be no one on the other end. Someone was coming

tomorrow to take a look at it.

Mr. and Mrs. Smith informed us that they would be a little late coming

home because it was their anniversary and they had a long night planned. We

told them to have a nice time and they both grabbed their coats and left.

Julie started crying just as they closed the door. We gave her a bottle

and put her down to watch some TV. Then the phone rang and Susan and I looked

at each other, seeing who was going to answer it.

I answered the phone but no one was there. I said hello again, but

still no answer. All I could hear was someone breathing heavily. It was loud,

gasping, and very frightening. I said hello again and heard a faint, masculine

voice. As I began to tremble, the voice whispered, "I'm coming."

All of a sudden the lights went out. Susan, Julie and I let out a loud

shriek. I ran over to Susan and Julie and hid my head. Susan started laughing

and told me it was probably because of the storm outside. We both looked out

the window when a bolt of lighting struck across the sky. Julie began to cry

and we comforted her and told her it would be all right.

Susan was going to go down into the basement to find the fuse box so she

could turn the lights back on. It was time for Julie to go to bed so I grabbed

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