I arrived and saw the baby. It looked horrifying somehow... There was a checklist on the wooden table, it was the to do list. I put him in the highchair and got a bottle from the fridge. Suspiciously it was the only thing in the fridge. No food or anything. I gave it to the baby and I changed his diaper. It was a fancy brand called 'la couche' I picked up the diaper and turned around. The baby was gone. I panicked and ran into the main room and saw the baby at the bottom of the stairs. I sighed of relief and changed its diaper we played for a little and I put the baby to bed. I shut if the lights and closed the door. I watched some TV and fell asleep. The cry of the baby. I went upstairs and realised the door was open and the baby wasn't there but I still heard the baby. I went downstairs and the baby was on the couch. I took it back too bed for the last time. I ate some cherries because a cherry tree was outside and fell asleep on the sofa.
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the babysitter 1
Terrorit's a story about a babysitter who has a bad kid based on the baby in yellow