In which your blackness will be tested in certain situations .
Baby sitting
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I showed up to the house I was babysitting at . The parents gave me the run down of everything , the mom pulled me to the side.
"Do you mind watching tv upstairs ? The kids be having nightmares and I need you to be close to them ."
"Uh , sure . Aint no thang ." I smiled , she smiled back and took her husbands hand and walked out of the front door .
2 hours later ..
I walked into the movie room after setting the kids down and cleaning up those mess .
I turned on the movie as I seen something move in the corner . I ignored it as I heard it again . I paused it , as I picked up my shoe and threw it in the direction .
It hit something hard as I said fuck that shoe and walked towards the door , I turned to see there was a clown with balloons standing infront if the movie room .
"OH HELL NO" I screamed and jumped over the seats opening the door and running out . I ran towards the front door and remembered I was baby sitting .
"Aw shit the kids ."
I thought about it . Man fuck them kids .
No no , those not my kids .
But that's all the more reason to say fuck them kids .
I called 911 and grabbed a knife waking upstairs .
"911 , whats your emergency ?"
"There's an intruder in the house .." I whispered as I pushed out the sons room as he sat on the bed staring and pointing .
"Whatcha starin at bro ?"
"The Bye Bye Guy ." He whispered as the door closed , I dropped the knife and my phone and jumped out of the window .
I did a little tuck and roll and ran down the street .
Fuck that house , fuck them kids and they fuck ass parents .
Because Hell Mothafuckin Nah .
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