As a 14-year-old babysitter, the protagonist was accustomed to keeping a watchful eye over children while their parents were away. But on one fateful Friday evening, things took an unexpected turn.
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I’m 14 and I babysit for a few people in my neighborhood.
On Friday I was babysitting for a couple that moved into the city from the south. They are only a block from my house so my parents were okay with me staying there until ten. They said they would be home by nine.
They did not get home until nine. At quarter to ten I started texting them to see if they were on the way. Then I called my parents. My mom came over because I was getting worried. It had snowed pretty hard on Friday, and they weren’t answering. At 11:30, we called the police. I was freaking out.
The police got their names and addresses, and I guess they found their license plates like that. They found them in about twenty five minutes. They were at their friend’s house. They called me, and they were mad that I called the police.
I promise I wouldn’t have called the police if they had answered my texts or calls. And my mom was concerned as well. I didn’t call to get them in trouble. I was worried. But they told my mom that I’m not mature enough to be babysitting if that’s how I’m going to behave.
I feel kind of bad that the police made them come home from their friend’s house. But I think that they should have answered the phone. What if there was something wrong with their kids?
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