The Babysitter and the Man Upstairs

I was a teenager and looked for a job because I needed money. I wanted to go to a concert with my friends. I looked in the newspaper, asked my family, but nobody could help me.

But on one day I talked about a job with my friend on the way home when suddenly a man spoke to me. I found the man funny because he had big red eyes. He said that he was searching a babysitter for the next night to babysit his son. He would give me 30 Dollar for one hour and i said yes.

At the next evening, I went to the family. Their house looked big and nice. I rang at the door. A woman opend it. She and her husband showed me their house and the child who I had to watch out. I thought that the job was easy because the child would go to bed and I could watch TV. The parents went to their meeting and I was alone with the child. In the first hour I played with the kid and then I brought it to bed. After 10 minutes the kid was sleeping and I went to the TV. I had watched a few minutes TV, when the phone rang. "Hello", I said. There was a heavy, rough voice on the phone "Hello" said the voice "Did you check the child?" asked the strange voice. The voice had said only this, when he put down the receiver. I thought it was a bad joke and I ignored it. Twenty minutes later the phone rang again. It was still the heavy, rough voice. It said "Why didn't you look at the kid? Is everything ok with him?" I screamed when I heard it. I thought that was not funny, but I still decided to check if the child was ok. I opened the door. Everything was ok with the child. I looked around in the room and saw that the window was open. I couldn't remember that I had opened the window/ I couldn't remember opening the window. I closed it and than I went back to the livingroom. A few minutes later the phone rang the third time. On the phone was the heavy, rough voice: "Did you check the child?" said the voice. Suddenly somebody hit on the door where the child was sleeping. I screamed and ran to the room. I opened the door slowly. I had fear like never before. I looked around. All things in this room were normal and the child was sleeping. Only the window was open. I went there and closed it. It was very scary, I thought, while I was going down. When I was in the livingroom, I called the police. They said it was a bad joke. I belived the police. One minute later I heard the phone ringing. It was the voice again and it said:"It was NOT good to call the police!" " Hey!" I shouted "Why wasn't it a good..." The voice put down the receiver. Suddenly I heard a scream of the child. I ran to the room, opend the door and I screamed. I hope that it was not real. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. The child was dead. He lay on the bed. I fell down on the ground. In the next moment, the door closed, it was dark and I heard that the cupboard door opened slowly. Now I saw two big red eyes in the darkness. "Hello.", said the heavy, rough voice , out of the cupboard "This is your punishment!"

These words are the last words I heard