Reason Why I Hate Children

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Like I said, this shit is unorganized. So this was before the Toys R Us (I think?) and I needed money for a dress since my friend was having her sweet 16 at a really fancy steak house. So I did the best option at the time and tried babysitting, I never had any experience with kids before, and at the time wanted kids if my own so I was all like "why not?" The first and last babysitting job I got was with what seemed like a normal single mother and her two children, Ann and Mary, ages 3 and 5. The mother, Susan, had just lost her husband some 5 years ago and was trying to find someone new to help her raise her children.

The night with the children started out smoothly, the girls acted great and got along well, it was adorable seeing how gentle Mary was with her sister at first... then dinner came. Ann wanted a PB and J while Mary wanted a grilled cheese. The argument between the two was innocent at first, I tried to break it up by saying I could serve them both their wanted meal but Mary insisted "She must eat what I eat!" And continued yelling at her sister. I tried to reason with Mary and then she suddenly launched herself at her sisters throat. Moments ago this lil girl seemed like the gentlest soul to her sister, and now she was ripping out Ann's throat. Not knowing what to do I kicked Mary off of the already gone Ann. Mary then clamped her jaws on my legs as I hopped madly backwards to get her off, I then punched the crazy child in the face. The child finally fell to the ground in a heap of defeat as I limped to the phone and dialed 911, police were at first suspicious of my claims, but as soon as they saw the dead Ann and my leg (which was missing a chunk) they took me and Ann to the hospital and called Susan. Before I was taken to the ambulance I heard a faint, "Tastes like pork... yummy."

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