Once upon a time, there was a princess who was babysitting for some kids that she locked in their room so they could go to sleep. Hold on, did I say princess? 'Cause she wasn't a princess. She was just a babysitter. I don't want to say a babysitter, though because it reminds me of Macy, a real babysitter, and I don't want anything bad to happen to Macy. You want me to start over? 'Cause I will.
Once upon a time there was a babysitter who wasn't Macy, and the kids wouldn't go to sleep so she locked them in their rooms to go to sleep and because the phone would ring and she didn't want them waking up.
So the phone rang.
"Hello?"
Then the voice said, "Hello, babysitter. I'm in your basement watching you."
Oh wait. The voice doesn't say he's in the basement yet. Forget I even said that. The voice said, "Hello, babysitter. I'm watching you."
The babysitter slammed down the phone and thought, "Oh crap. I wonder if he's in my basement."
Then the babysitter called the police, and the police said, "Yes, we've put a tracer on your babysitting phone, and we know it's a guy in your basement. Get out."
And the babysitter said, "What about the kids?"
And the police said, "Did you lock the doors?"
And the babysitter said, "Yes. And he knows I'm wearing a red sweater and he knows that I shut the curtains."
And the police said, "Yeah, that's fine. Just get out."
So the babysitter got in her car and drove away as fast as she could. When she got home, her boyfriend opened the car door for her and on the car handle was a bloody hook that had escaped from the prison and was trying to get her.
The End.
Wooooooooooooooooo!
(That last part was a ghost sound.)
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