I was still in my PJ’s when the sitter arrived. She looked high school or early college age, and had a whole travel bag for the three days she was to be at our house while mom and dad were gone.
“Hi Daniel! I’m Joanne and I’ll be your sitter while your parents are away for the long weekend.” said the girl. I immediately didn’t like her. She was very pretty with a big smile but cruel eyes. She had a wrestlers or gymnasts physique and she squeezed my hand so hard when she shook it, I yelped!
“Oww!” I cried, “I told mom and dad I didn’t NEED a babysitter. You can go back home for all I care!”, I whined.
Joanne eyed me with her arms akimbo, sizing me up, I suppose. “Well now! That’s no way to greet your sitter, Dan-Dan!”, she laughed, “And who said anything about babysitting? But hey! Now that you mention it!”, she chuckled.
“Don’t call me that! And just leave me ALONE!” I shrieked while turning towards my room down the hall.
I was just about to go stomping off when I suddenly felt a strong grip round my upper right arm. Joanna whirled me round so fast, my head was spinning! Then she proceeded to…
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