Day 1, 2, and 3
Day 1: Oct 23, 2006 8:00pm: The first night staying at my new house I just got here in hour ago, I have to say, my room is bigger than my old bed room, but the flooring is bad and most of the paint is peeling off. Time for bed like always, I hope I will sleep good because I have to go to some kids house tomorrow because I have to babysit there kids, and lately I have not been in a good mood. 12:00pm I can’t fall asleep I keep hearing things, mostly a little girl saying my name, and I hear footsteps. This may be the day I die, or it could be my sister trying to scare me like always. Wait, I will go chick, No it wasn’t her, and there was no one there. That’s going to keep me up the rest of the night.Day 2: Oct 24, 2006 11:57am: I could not sleep last night because of the creepy voice; I just woke up in hour or so ago. I got to go; my mom is yelling my name that means it’s time to babysit. I’m at the little kids’ house, they seem to be com but it’s just the beginning. 2:23PM: Like over 4 hours of screaming and fighting over toys! Omg! Someone just find a natter toy, ok! 4:23pm, Yes! Finally there going to be here in another 10 minutes or so! 20 some minutes later, there steal not here. What’s taking them so long? Ok it has been over 30 minutes, and there steal not here. And the little kids keep asking were there mommy and daddy is, and I just say there at work or gone to dinner or Christmas shopping. There here! Finely there here after maybe an hour or so longer I had to stay here with those dumb kids.
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