(you gon be a child and Demi is yo babysitter)
Y/n pov:
RIght now I'm running around outside while my mom waits for my babysitter. Why do you need a babysitter you may ask, well I'm nine and have no siblings. I was having fun chasing a buttergfly until I tripped on a branch. "Ow." I whispered. "Y/n come here your babysitter is here." My yelled out to me. "One minute." I yell back as I try to get up. I manage to get up and limp my way into the house. When I get into the kitchen I lean my front onto the island and hide the scrap on my knee knowing that if my mom sees it she'll cancel her plans with my aunt. Yeah my moms that helicopter mom. "Honey this is Demi. She is gonna be watching you while I go out with your aunt." My mom told me. "Hello, I'm Y/n." I said to the girl I've never seen before who I assumed was Demi. "Hello." She said. Then her and my mom talked before my mom left. "I'll be outside if you need me." I tell her before turnign to go limp outside. "Wait." She demanded. I turned my head to face her. "Why are you limping?" She asked getting closer in an itimidating stance. "I tripped outside." I told her turning my whole body towards her. "We need to get thst cleaned up so it doesn't get infected." She said grabbing my hand and dragging me to the bathroom despite my obvious protests in not wanting to get cleaned up. But she cleaned up my scrape and I apolagized for almost kicking her the face while she was doing it. She told me it was fine. We decied on not going back outside where I could get hurt again and we watched tv. Then we ate dinner. We had mac and cheese. After dinner we watched more movies and by the time the third movie was done I was out like a light.
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A/n: Ok so short but whateva.
