Chapter 11- Babysitting
I love kids.But I will never, ever babysit a baby.
I will probably throw it out the window when it's sleeping.
Glass shards in the flesh, so deep that if you pull them out the baby will deflate.
I'm imagining it now...
*Rubs hands together*
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I'm back.So as I was saying, babysitting.
I will only babysit children from three to eight.
This chapter I will also be telling you stories of my babysitting experiences.
First one!
I was babysitting these two boys and their names were Justin and Jonas.
Justin was like twelve, the same age as me, but he wasn't trusted with baby sitting after he lost his brother for three days.
Jonas was five and he was cute. But stupid.
Anyway, I was babysitting Jonas and he was hungry. So I made him some ramen.
I asked if Justin wanted some but he didn't respond. I asked again but he didn't respond again.
I went to his room and opened the door, the biggest mistake of my life.
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It was really gross. He turned his head towards me and his eyes basically popped out of his head.
I closed the door immediately. I never saw the again.
I also babysat this other kid and his name was Kistron. He was seven. I was ten.
He would bite me and kick me. For no reason. It was scary.
He was taller than me and he was pretty muscular for a seven year old.
He would bully me. But fortunately, for me, he moved to somewhere in Washington. Thank the lord.
I told my mom about both of my babysitting problems so I won't be babysitting for a while.
That's pretty much it though.
Yours Truly, BlackAbegnation😘😘
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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