Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
I’ve always loved being a hot teen babysitter, especially if the dad is fuckable. But around this time last year I had a really scary experience while babysitting one night. I figured that since it’s almost Halloween I would tell you about the scary yet sexy night.
It was one of those spooky nights where you just feel on edge and keep looking behind you to see if anyone’s there. The wind howled through the trees as I sat nervously on the couch, trying to distract myself with a book. I was babysitting the Andersons’ two kids, Jessica, and Max, for the first time, and the old, creaky house seemed to have a life of its own. I normally wouldn’t venture to this side of my town, but Mr. Anderson was so fucking hot I made an exception.
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I tried to settle in for the night, but I couldn’t shake the eerie feeling that something wasn’t quite right. The Andersons had warned me that the house was old and had its quirks, but they didn’t mention how unsettling it could be. By this time the kids were fast asleep upstairs, and the only light in the room came from a flickering lamp. I could hear the rain pelting against the windows, adding to my unease. Even though I had been told not to worry about the strange noises the house made, I’ll admit that my imagination was getting the best of me.
As I continued reading, a sudden crash from the kitchen made me jump. So, I set my book down and tiptoed to the kitchen. To my relief, it was just a stack of dishes that had fallen from the counter due to the drafty windows. I sighed and picked them up, trying to convince myself that it was just my nerves, and I was overreacting. After cleaning up I returned to the living room and tried to relax, but my anxiety was getting crazy. I grabbed my phone to text a friend as a distraction, but for some weird reason it wouldn’t connect to the internet. The isolation of the house was starting to feel suffocating.
Just as I was about to give up on my phone, I heard a faint whisper coming from the hallway. My heart raced as I strained to listen thinking I must be losing it because it was just the kids and I hear. But it sounded like someone was calling my name. “Avery… Avery…” The voice was soft but unmistakable…
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