The Baby-Sitter!!

Mandi jumped, startled by the loud crack of thunder that burst through the sky. Scolding herself for being so childish, she settled back on the couch. As she leaned forward, she picked the remote off the table and clicked on the TV. News…..bad sitcom……more news….cheesy godzilla movie……Spanish channel….news again….infomercial…scary movie…news. Mandi sighed and clicked off the TV. "Baby-sitting sucks. I wish I had something to do." Mandi muttered. Grumbling unhappily, she lay back down on the couch. Pulling out her chemistry homework, she decided to give it a shot. She took one look at the first problem and gave up. "Man," Mandi sighed, "this bites."

WHAM! As something slammed against the front door Mandi shrieked loudly. Panting, Mandi inched slowly towards the door. "W-Who’s t-there?" Mandi stammered. "Mandiiiiiii" someone whispered. Mandi whirled around. "H-Hello? Is s-someone t-there?" Mandi crept toward the dark and foreboding kitchen. Trembling, she reached for the light switch, took a deep breath and turned on the light. Nothing. Mandi decided she was hearing things. She flicked the lights back off and walked nervously back to the couch. "Mandi, you have got to stop scaring yourself." She told herself. Mandi tried to give her homework another shot. She leafed through her textbook, trying to find the right page. Once she found it, she picked up her notebook. But it felt too heavy….and damp.

Mandi turned the book over in her hands and gently rubbed the black cover. When she pulled her hand away, she saw it was stained red. "What the-" Mandi whispered. Then she felt little drops fall on her. She glanced down and saw bright red drops falling from the notebook and splattering on her white skirt. Mandi gasped and threw the book to the floor. Within seconds, a bright red puddle had formed under the book. "Blood." Mandi realized. She bolted to the bathroom and quickly turned on the sink. She scrubbed her hands until they hurt. Then she scrubbed her skirt, but it wouldn’t come out. Then she noticed a small red puddle on the counter. "No." Mandi gasped. She slowly looked up and saw that there was blood smeared on the mirror. It read, "I’m Coming For You Mandi."

Mandi backed away from the mirror, breathing hard. "No, this can’t be happening. She whispered. "Oh, but it is." A voice hissed from behind her. Mandi screamed, and the door slammed shut. Mandi lunged at the door and pulled with all her might. It was locked. Mandi felt herself losing control. A tear escaped her eye and fell to the floor. Mandi began to sob and she fell back on the door. Then she heard a low, evil chuckle. She looked up panicked and saw a hideous monster glaring at her. It had green scaled all over its body, webbed feet, and three eyes. It grinned a horrible grin, exposing two rows of sharp, blood stained teeth. It chuckled again and it spoke. "Hello Mandi." It growled. Mandi wanted desperately to scream, but she couldn’t speak. "I rather enjoyed my appetizer, such a sweet, tender, plump little boy. Mandi’s eyes widened.

"Teddy, the boy I’m baby-sitting…." She choked out. "Was baby-sitting." It corrected. "He was awfully tasty, but now I am ready for the main course." It took a leap at her and grabbed her. Then drooling heavily, it shoved her to the floor and climbed on top of her, pinning her arms to the ground. Mandi looked up one more time to see that terrifying face loam over her. Then as it bit deeply into her throat, she screamed. Blood gurgled in her throat, and as it began to eat, Mandi grew silent.